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lonely - samson lyrics

(prod. sergio cortez)

[hook]
thank the day you came my way
lonely (lonely)
was my life from day to day

[intro]
yo
it’s young f-cking millz man
and uhh
this sh-t’s finna get weird

[verse 1]
i ain’t in to doing favors
only spit lasers
black ray-bans as a prime indicator
that all the flashing lights (what?)
have turned me into something greater
swear i live my life inside a f-cking movie theater
tweedledum tweedledee
lotta’ fine -ss b-tches wanna retweet me
plus my dm’s be about a 100 degrees
it’s celsius with the sleaze
some centipedes on they knees
lovings coming for free
wrist will come with the freeze
ice will come with the fees
but luxury with the gs
i gotta b-tch from belize
always rocking capris
eyes is looking chinese
we wiz khalifa with trees
throw it all on my visa
popping sh-t from ibiza
leaning like i’m in pisa
i’m looking colder then freezers
cross you up in my sneakers
more athletic than jeter
spicier then fajitas
my swag is off of the meters

[hook]
thank the day you came my way
lonely (lonely)
was my life from day to day

[verse 2]
rap g*nius you should check my rhyme
flow subpoena cuz i’m stealing rappers outta they prime
aquafina i be dripping copping neck from dime
the cocaina on my centerpiece a personal shrine (sh-t)
versatile times
terminal signs
my church intertwined
the cross is confined
demonic whines
they slither in grime
poison my mind
like amanda binds
i’m thinking i should give up rapping and resort to the lines (sniff)
what a joke i would rather f-cking go and croak
k!ll myself in minnesota but i ain’t no little boat (no boat)
prolly cutting broccoli take the knife and then i’ll slit my throat
and while i’m conscious
i’d be p-ssed that blood got on my gucci coat (why?)
if i don’t make it with this rapping then it’s game over
freddy kruger all my dreams like it’s october (yuhh)
f-ck my fam f-ck illixit gotta cold shoulder
my aspirations only things that keep me growing older (sheesh)

[hook]
thank the day you came my way
lonely (lonely)
was my life from day to day

[verse 3]
i’m a sicko i might go and stick my d-cko
inside every fickled b-tch with a craving for some pickles
swear that s-x be frickled fire lit the sh-t just like a zippo
need my b-tches super thick
with bodys looking like some hippos (woah)
peppered spices eating women like my rices
pick from brown fried yellow white and don’t know where wife is
guess i’m fond of rolling dices
bet my boys will pay the prices
cuz they always c-mming anywhere that samson is invited
i get excited so impatient f-ck the waiting
i might cop some morning bop and finish on my invitation
homie f-ck ya m-st-rbation all i want is fornication
if i get my honeys pregnant dodge the sh-t like tax evasion
i’m impolite and frankly menacing in public
but this psycho little f-ckers living life and people love it
all you hating lil b-tches want some beef i gotta cutlet
i could end your life in merely two bars and that’s a couplet

[outro]
[hook]
thank the day you came my way
lonely (lonely)
was my life from day to day

- samson lyrics

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