Lyrics Lonesome - JC Swervo

On my lonesome I'm balling and they want
Me in the bench or some
Feel the high feel my flow or some
Who can I trust I don't know nah
Did this on my own yeah
On my lonesome
Fighting my demons with no angels
On my lonesome
Troublesome I ain't worry some
Do like I do and go earn you some
Wanna know why them bitches folding Up
Not a teacher
But I stay teaching how my money going up
I got shellfish selfish
And started to get sand dollars
Careful with these bitches
They do anything for a dollar
I saw their true face and I saw their true colors

Hakuna matata I got no worries
Money come in clean and dirty
Some friends turn into an enemy
Chopper on its way to sing a melody
Came from the ground I came from the dirt
The bird is the word
All that bullshit for the birds
Never last I take first, second and third
Bitches mad but that's just all part of my plan
They upset they can't get the bands that's on my hand
They can't see me count up my grands
Leave them in the dust, if they catch up I'll be damn
They just talk but don't watch
Presidential money I want a presidential watch
Never call it quits
Getting high for the amusement
Enough of that bullshit
Playing games, instead just get to it yuh
Found a new high I been looking for, bingo
Twenty four seven
Don't even take breaks on Domingo
Got these bitches on me
It feels like I'm controlling 'em like Doflamingo
Put in work yuh, on my lonesome aye
Smoke by myself, on my lonesome aye
Sip by myself, on my lonesome aye
Drive by myself, on my lonesome aye

On my lonesome I'm balling and they want
Me in the bench or some
Feel the high feel my flow or some
Who can I trust I don't know nah
Did this on my own yeah
On my lonesome
Fighting my demons with no angels
On my lonesome
Troublesome I ain't worry some
Do like I do and go earn you some
Wanna know why them bitches folding Up
Not a teacher
But I stay teaching how my money going up
I got shellfish selfish
And started to get sand dollars
Careful with these bitches
They do anything for a dollar
I saw their true face and I saw their true colors

Hop in the whip and go swerve
Hop in the cook up and go serve
Hop off my dick you get on my nerves
Write down a verse multiverse you can't solo my verse
Trynna be the best be awesome
More money more problems
But more money solving more problems
I do not want her if she not one of a kind she too common
Money don't buy happiness but money
Buys me drugs so I feel happy regardless
Born with a bless, nah, take a second guess
I was born with a curse and born with no bless
I want those diamonds spark on my neck vvs
I make smart moves like I'm playing chess
Haven't seen these old bitches and they really a mess
They turned their back on me when I was in distress

On my lonesome I'm balling and they want
Me in the bench or some
Feel the high feel my flow or some
Who can I trust I don't know nah
Did this on my own yeah
On my lonesome
Fighting my demons with no angels
On my lonesome
Troublesome I ain't worry some
Do like I do and go earn you some
Wanna know why them bitches folding Up
Not a teacher
But I stay teaching how my money going up
I got shellfish selfish
And started to get sand dollars
Careful with these bitches
They do anything for a dollar
I saw their true face and I saw their true colors