Steven Moses - Alone lyrics

I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta go in alone, do what's good for your paper Hard to do good for your soul Hard to do good for your soul I got a lot on my head, lately a lot in my nose Shorty ain't come to my show I should've known, I was a fool f**in' witchu, f** with me, I never lose Tryna make moves, but I just can't stop thinking about a get away Ain't talking heaven gates, don't believe anyway No, I don't hate you, that's just what the Henny say Been moving this sh** since the eleventh grade That's why I move it the best today I'm tryna stack it up, stack it up, get it and dip Pull up in the Uber no Lyft She say my presence a gift, I might steal a kiss Everytime I brought her back to my crib Give her that dick while she split I do not think that I know how to live I'm so god damn sick and tired of this sh** Catch me twisting up an L, cigarette up in my lips Spark the backwoods with a Bic Spark the ignition, I'm tryna drive I don't got no license, and I'm kinda high But f** it let's ride, she let me inside Now she grinding on my gears though I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta go in alone, do what's good for your paper Hard to do good for your soul Hard to do good for your soul I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta go in alone, hard to do what's good for your paper Hard to do good for your soul Hard to do good for your soul Ooh, walk with a stick Because I cannot trust a soul (yeah) Love no thot, b**hes they come and they go Pause, I need me a second I think that I need me like four I f** that b**h, woah, you get ignored I just want a big house and a bad b**h She keep-keep on keepin' me from goin' crazy It's lately it's like, "Am I dumb or something?" Try hit my lick, I won't run from nothin' That lil ho, she tryna' f** or somethin' s** my dick I can't feel it, it's numb or somethin' Told her don't miss an inch with her tongue or nothin' Met lil shorty t**n' at the club or somethin' Said come back to the trap, I got Xans I got Molly I might have to hit with my plug or somethin' Ain't no way around it, she gon' f** and s** it If that goofy said that he a plug, he frontin' Pourin' out lean in the Benz I mix the green with the purple and red, tech I used to think I could love Everyone said they wasn't gon' leave but they left I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta' go in alone, do what's good for your paper I don't do good for your soul I don't do good for your soul I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta' go in alone, do what's good for your paper I don't good for your soul I don't for your soul I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta' go in alone, do what's good for your paper I don't do good for your soul I don't do good for your soul I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta' go in alone, do what's good for your paper I don't good for your soul I don't for your soul I don't know how the f** I'm supposed to go Down this road I chose, but it's the road I chose I gotta' go in alone, do what's good for your paper I don't do good for your soul I don't do good for your soul