[Verse 1] I don't even wanna say it 'less it got truth inside I don't even wanna pray unless I see hoop inside Who survived, who's alive after chasing the suicide Pay and get lucified, for the game I get crucified Do or die, do or die, you won't f** with the newer guy Too easy to deny, f** it, I got the new supply Super bazooka from my computer into her thing I made a future through my computer, no suit and tie k**ing your ego, put the nail in the coffin You don't care 'bout the people, you just care 'bout the profits And I want that for me though, like a pair of garages And broads that can match with the cars and the process Applause for every future menage, f** the losses And god, I need a beautiful broad from my conscience Oh lord, I survived, all the hate, 'til applause [Outro] When it get real, feeling myself, feeling myself I been in my bag, feeling your hell It's feeling all sad, really inhale I been in my bag Lone rangers Don't blame us And lone robbers I'm cold as stone and I'm growing on and Loners Loners MIA I been MIA Loners