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When you act out your sleep, but you all alone
Reach for your heat, but you all alone
Ride on the street, but you all alone
You hollering 'bout peace, but you all alone
They pulled up to speak, but you all alone
You started to beef, but you all alone
They won't hear you speak when you all alone
Get buried beneath with a lot of bone
Walking by myself, with no help, on the road, killa
Buried in a field, shake his field, real road, killa
Staring down a death, take a breath, time to go, nigga
Mobbin' through the dirt, put the work on the floor, nigga
Woke up out my sleep and I'm all alone
Took a hit from the fifth in a bucket bong
I looked in my wallet, the bucks is gone
I got up and threw on my fuckin' song
Homies at me like, "Blood, what the fuck is wrong?"
You grew up on the streets that been gutted on
In the dirt from a turd, blood is flooded on
In the dirt from a turd, blood is flooded on
Late night but I'm still up, out the window I peep
Ain't nobody tryna catch me, stay strapped with no sleep
Everybody up in that house they maxed out OD
Tough for me to get the racks out, you backstabbed, codeine
Brainy, ain't nobody with the brain shit, no maybes
No questions, I'ma pass all your tests, defugazi
No one'll get up in the camp, they get stamped, kick up daisies
I fought for the brain gain, tried to maintain, I'm too brazy
Immune from this COVID, I'm sick with the rabies
Kitchen with bottles of milk for my baby
Need something quiet, don't bring the three-eighty
Shooting range daily, I go with my lady
When the money come and get to whooping, that woofing don't phase me
I'm a rider from the southeast side, tigers that raised me
I'm lost when I'm in the sauce, I get tossed when it's hazy
Shoot 'til they twitching and vision is hazy, nigga
When you act out your sleep, but you all alone
Reach for your heat, but you all alone
Ride on the street, but you all alone
You hollering 'bout peace, but you all alone
They pulled up to speak, but you all alone
You started to beef, but you all alone
They won't hear you speak when you all alone
Get buried beneath with a lot of bone
Walking by myself, with no help, on the road, killa
Buried in a field, shake his field, real road, killa
Staring down a death, take a breath, time to go, nigga
Mobbin' through the dirt, put the work on the floor, nigga
I'm all alone with no riddles
I'm in the deep end, you isn't wet
Two year old spam on my griddle
Bottles and bottles, no Bigarettes
When you say fuck me, it's ditto
You only get when you give respect
I went from riding 'round limos
To looking out windows strapped with the TEC
When you act out your sleep, but you all alone
Reach for your heat, but you all alone
Ride on the street, but you all alone
You hollering 'bout peace, but you all alone
They pulled up to speak, but you all alone
You started to beef, but you all alone
They won't hear you speak when you all alone
Get buried beneath with a lot of bone
Walking by myself, with no help, on the road, killa
Buried in a field, shake his field, real road, killa
Staring down a death, take a breath, time to go, nigga
Mobbin' through the dirt, put the work on the floor, nigga
Shit
Gotta be something in this motherfucker
This is Chilly Billy on 66.6 FM



Авторы: Irving Berlin Copyright: Berlin Irving Music Corp., Irving Berlin Music Corp, Irving Berlin Inc



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