"Alone" lyrics
Jdot Breezy & Whoppa Wit Da Choppa Lyrics
"Alone"
(feat. Spinabenz)
When I'm all alone, I cry, pour me my styrofoam
My brother, he died alone
Get back that's all we know
Ever since I wiped my eyes, made a vow to blow that pole
Really hate when I got that call
Farewell to all my dawgs
Gotta keep my head up high, just know I'm holding on
Get back, we're going strong
Lil' Leek, I love you, dawg (Go)
Everyday, I clutch my fire, sometimes you'll never know (Go, go)
Draw down, you pull up wrong (Spinz)
We take his soul
Kill, kill, kill, I don't want no peace, I wanna see dead bodies
'Cause my lil' brother died and I want the same for everybody
They don't fuck with me and I know it, I don't care about it
The police broke into my head, I'll get the electric chair probably
Kill, kill, kill, they hit Lil' Shug, I (Hrrr) everybody
I seen two of my niggas die, that's why I count for everybody
The field shit real, this shit out here ain't for everybody
And I kill, kill, kill, I swear these niggas ain't caught nan' body
And know it's Leeke this and Leeke that
But if Leeke was here, he'll blow 'em down and they don't mention that
Like Lil' Shug, when that shit go down, I got my niggas' back
Speaking on Shug will get your shit blowed down, you can't get your nigga back
Lil' dawg got touched, I know he feeling that
Like the first Saints Row, only nigga I be with is my nigga Gat
They gon' need a church in every row, when I see him and push his shit back
Get back gang and they know, but the opps the ones need to get back
If I got two wishes in my genie bottle, I wish both of my niggas was back
When I'm all alone, I cry, pour me my styrofoam
My brother, he died alone
Get back that's all we know
Ever since I wiped my eyes, made a vow to blow that pole
Really hate when I got that call
Farewell to all my dawgs
Gotta keep my head up high, just know I'm holding on
Get back, we're going strong
Lil' Leek, I love you, dawg
Everyday, I clutch my fire, sometimes you'll never know
Draw down, you pull up wrong
We take his soul
First off, Rest In Peace to Bink, I never thought it'll be my nigga Leek
My lil' cousin died, that shit made me weak
Lost Nate, so I couldn't sleep
These niggas be talkin' 'bout bodies, but ain't got no bodies
We jump out with choppers
No they don't want problems
These crackers, they're watching
Pray to the Lord, get 'em off me
Lost CJ, I was in prison
Like nigga, how the fuck? We was just out chilling
Nigga speak on Joerod, then you know that I'ma get 'em
Nigga diss on Lil' Corbin, then you know that I'ma flip 'em
I swear, all the opps don't want no smoke
Don't be funny, niggas dying over jokes
All these drugs, just might overdose
Lord knows I miss my bro
When I'm all alone, I cry, pour me my styrofoam
My brother, he died alone
Get back that's all we know
Ever since I wiped my eyes, made a vow to blow that pole
Really hate when I got that call
Farewell to all my dawgs
Gotta keep my head up high, just know I'm holding on
Get back, we're going strong
Lil' Leek, I love you, dawg
Everyday, I clutch my fire, sometimes you'll never know
Draw down, you pull up wrong
We take his soul
- AZLyrics
- J
- Jdot Breezy Lyrics
album:
"The Kuran" (2021)
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