Lyrics Speaker Knockerz – Lonely

It’s the speaker knockerz

Started out with nothing I was hungry,
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me,
Fuck nigga I don’t wanna be your homie,

All I wanna do is count commas, count up
I had to make a couple bands for the come up,
Got kicked out the house I had no option, my mom
I was going through it with my mama, my mom

Ju-jugging and finessing had to play it raw,
Smoking weed dodging feds ’cause my head hard, damn
When I dropped out I said fuck all of ya’ll,
Imagine pulling up to your school in the best car,

I was born in 94 I got the tattoo, 94
I just took his bitch that’s what that cash do, you mad
If you went from broke to rich quick you would brag too, count on
I’m sorry I finessed you out your money but I had to!

Started out with nothing I was hungry,
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me,
Fuck nigga I don’t wanna be your homie, oh no
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
Fuck nigga I don’t wanna be your homie!

Ha-ha-ha-ha you mad or nah?

Started out with nothing I was hungry, count up
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me, your whore
Fuck nigga I don’t wanna be your homie,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely, hold up
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely,
Fuck nigga I don’t wanna be your homie!
By my lonely
Had to make a couple bands by my lonely, damn
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