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By My Lonely Lyrics By Kevin Gates

    killers in my hood they know me by my first name
    you know ’em by theirworkname i know’em by their birth name
    type ofweight make a man stand on principle
    kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle

    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    fuck nigga i don’t wanna be your homie for real

    yeah speaker knockerz i just ordered up i got a hundred in
    keep the mop watch how you talk to me bitch i’m not one of them
    general for real ggive a decree the streets salute me
    sweaty sheets jumpin’ up outta my sleep this how we gotta go eat
    safety pin apiece cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
    watchin’ the cameras
    if you can deal with the smell dealin’ with paraphernal’
    weight in the pale keepin’ ’em off of the trail
    texture up under my nails
    storm comin’ bond money inevitable that you sit in a cell

    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    fuck nigga i don’t wanna be your homie for real

    sick and tired of my phone ringin’ workin’ that bitch i’m takin’ a call hello
    workin’ with bricks i’m drivin’ a car killer got my body hard
    big ol’ stepper with a rod shop in the mall no bodyguard
    heavy metal in my section i’m controllin’ i’m in charge
    it’s the heavily respected i’ll take a bitch to war
    bitch i got steppers in my section bodies on their firearms
    blow the clothes off your back boom boom set off car alarms
    cccarbon with a drum tiger you no try to run
    give a fuck ’bout your chanel i don’t
    i’m tied in with the mayor achoo
    go sit down went to jail
    i’m part of the cartel
    i’m a breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’
    and we prayed off crumbs i was raised in the slums

    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    i had to make a couple bands by my lonely by my lonely
    fuck nigga i don’t wanna be your homie for real

    Artist: Kevin Gates

    Year: 2019

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 219