Lyrics Lonely Road - Bluejacket

Just paid off my Load, Still I drive alone
On a lonely road I try to get another goal
What you bitches on? I just wanna know
How you motherfuckers getting by without a soul
Cause Oh, just tryna learn the ropes
Empathy getting old, all these Cons no Pros
Cause Gold what I be digging for
Gotta go get ya own, I don't fuck with that broke shit

Badum Badum Tss, Bottle up too much i hear the Krrrr
Roger, Roger, I'm a piece of shit, I don't give a fuck
But damn, I really do im fucked
Lose ya, I ain't losing much
Still, I'm stuck on my first love
I can't give her what she wanted
Now I'm here it fucking sucks
I'll shut up enough about it
Got a couple hundred bucks to blow
And I think I miscounted
I got racks, I got hoes
I got cracks in my soul
I got gas, I got smoke
I got hash in the bowl
Yeah, I'm matching with some demons
And they're telling me it's stinking
Angel, pick me up, we're leaving
It was really nice to meet you, woah
I did some shit you never seen before
I do my thing till I'm 6 feet below
We got a thing, but I keep to my own
Music already the key to my soul
Never gave up on your love for me
Guess it's about time you've had enough of me
Always remember you lovely
Loving them jingles of those dungeon keys
Nah don't let me out this cage
I thought that you was my bae
We've been snapping every day
You the flower in the vase
You clear the clouds when it be gray
Now I'm alone, the thunder bangs

Just paid off my Load, Still I drive alone
On a lonely road I try to get another goal
What you bitches on? I just wanna know
How you motherfuckers getting by without a soul
Cause Oh, just tryna learn the ropes
Empathy getting old, all these Cons no Pros
Cause Gold what I be digging for
Gotta go get ya own, I don't fuck with that broke shit