Lyrics Lonely - Quabundles

At the top it get lonely
Everyday gotta walk with it on me
I can see through the fake and the phony
Funny how niggas claim they ya homies like
He really dont know me
Why you lie when you called me ya brodie
Cant trust you might try n zoe me
I cant trust him he might try n hoe me like

No umbrella I walked through the rain
I been fighting depression I keep me a weapon, im stepping
What you know about pain?
Up late I been crying again
I feel like putting one to my brain
Miss the ones who I call friends
Nowadays it all be pretend
Who really gon ride ina end?

Everyday gotta walk with a heater
Two seater do the dash dont look at the meter
I pour up dat drank by the liter
Picture me ina hills with my feet up
With the gang yea you know I can't leave em
Yeah I need em
When you see me just know you gon see em
Send the addy if you wanna meet em

I can feel it
All the envy and hate I can feel it
So I hop ina booth and I speak what I feel
Only way I know thats gon heal it
I feel distance, so I mix it
And ya presence, kinda miss it
Miss ya hugs, and ya kisses
But you lied in my face, you be tricking

And you know im forever gon thug it
If I catch me a opp ima up it
Try and run up n see I aint bluffin
Since a jit I always been buggin
I got use to the hate now i shrug it
I forgave you for all the mistakes
Im surrounded by killas and snakes
I had jumped in that water aint break

But fuck that, where the love at?
You was claiming i fucked her i dubbed that
Cant trust that, thats fake shit
Even when i peep shit I dont say shit
I get high for the pain I replace it
I jus roll me a wood and i face it
I cant take it, she cant take dick
She touch on my body get naked
Tell her shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I told brodie to fake it to make it, once we get to the top we gon take it
Take it, take it, take it, take it
If its something I want I attain it
I told momma sit back lemme pay it

I adore her, I dior her
She matching my fly she the one
I told gang dont lack keep a gun
Im from newark where they kill anyone
Bodies droppin, every summer
Every year it get worst in the slumber
It get hot now everybody wonder
Why they killing the young more than others
For my brothers, ima step on whoever whenever
Ina streets it get worst dont get better
Never lacking i walk with my head up
Like like, what you wanna do?
Run up on me i been itching to boom
Come make a scene and im clearing the room
I just smoke weed and i sip no shrooms

On the opps side, where the opps hide
They be dissin the gang they aint outside
Im in love w the spinach like popeye
I get chicken I aint talking no popeyes
Me and my guys, 6 fried guys
I jus roll me a wood now im sky high

I just roll me a, I just roll me a
Yea it's just for the healing
I jus sit back and roll up my pain
Always feel like its sumn im missin
Fuck the hero I was always the villain

Always feel like its something Im missing, always feel like its something I'm