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loner - real boston richey lyrics

[intro]
(keem, you wrong for that one)
actually, i can’t lie
it be them late nights like three, four in the mornin’
i just get in my bag, like
i just got to thinkin’ ’bout everythin’, like, from good to bad
i don’t know, sh*t don’t be— (dj shab, fool)
what it seems

[chorus]
it’s gon’ be a long ride, tell ’em, “buckle up”
go back, lock in with the gang, tryna huddle up
f*ck the fame, it’s time to run it up
r.i.p. to nip’, that sh*t was lame, tryna double*up
huh, yeah, i’m lockin’ in, i’m goin’ back to my b*tch, i’m tired of f*ckin’ up
clockin’ in, they know that karma a b*tch, it’s already stiff enough
feel like they gon’ k!ll me one day if i wake up and kick the cup
[verse]
i slept already bad enough, she was bad for us
n*ggas be actin’ like they a [?] for pain, tryna laugh at us
took my pain and prayed for god about it, and turned my savage up
all the days i was stayed down n*ggas was playin’, i got my baggage up
so what that you was sayin’? say i ain’t gave a f*ck
where the f*ck you was at when i was tryna get my savings up?
you was nowhere to be found, it hurt me to my heart up in the candle
that’s where i wore my cap and gown
i pull up, jump out, “n0body don’t make no sound”
that’s what i told [?] when i pulled my first robbery on the westside of town
and that sh*t right there, let me count it bound, ayy
we might [?] we stood tall, n*gga know we headed down
[?] upside down smile (mhm)
pray for me, ‘m out here livin’ wild (ayy, ayy)
only get some sleep when i’m in the clouds (ayy)
i been layin’ back, workin’ on my sound (mhm)
i been layin’ back, workin’ on my sound (ayy, mhm, ayy)
n*ggas say i’m p*ssy, go ask them n*ggas what i’m about (ayy)
hundred round chopper come with a mount (mhm, hold on, uh)
only f*ck a b*tch if i know she ain’t gon’ run her mouth
n*ggas knowin’ that i’m straight up out the south
i skip and f*ck this ho
but none of these ho can say i took ’em down to my house
ayy, none of these hoes is special, can’t even say they got a couch, ayy
all of these hoes be for the streets, but you know you my house, bae
but that sh*t still don’t make it right
i see why you quick to fight
you would think i payed for how rae was quick to get his ice
n*ggas that i put my trust into was p*ssy and real sh*t
you livin’ a double life, you scared yo hang in yo’ city, that ain’t alright
mhm, ready to kiss that n*gga, hit him with that fire
growin’ up, i never thought i’ll get a wife
before i speak on my partners, i go and get the mic’
they misleadin’ me, they say it’s only money and white
they was leavin’ me, i had to pray and get some sight
this sh*t was beatin’ me, i had to stand up, get ready to fight
felt like they cheatin’ me, how quick they took d slugger life
the family needed me, just leave it in the sky
[chorus]
it’s gon’ be a long ride, tell ’em, “buckle up”
go back, lock in with the gang, tryna huddle up
f*ck the fame, it’s time to run it up
r.i.p. to nip’, that sh*t was lame, tryna double*up
huh, yeah, i’m lockin’ in, i’m goin’ back to my b*tch, i’m tired of f*ckin’ up
clockin’ in, they know that karma a b*tch, it’s already stiff enough
feel like they gon’ k!ll me one day if i wake up and kick the cup

- real boston richey lyrics

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