Yung Mal - All By My Lonely lyrics
[Intro: Lil Keed] Gotta go smash Nah, real n***a sh**, know what I'm sayin? Mario! I [?] myself about you Ohh, ohh Oh yeah [Chorus: Lil Keed] Hop in the coupe Hop in the coupe I'm going fast I'm rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes Not goin' out sad This for my bros, who been here all along I got your back I dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no n***a I spaz Oh yeah, this a new bankroll Oh yeah, talkin' bout the sh** you can't fold Oh yeah, I'm standin' ten toes Oh yeah, and imma keep my pole [Verse 1: Lil Keed] I'll never let you go back to what you're used to Tryna' show you somethin' different but you didn't have no clue You can have her back bro, yeah I been smashed ooh ooh It wasn't what I thought it was, yeah I had to tell the truth Just 'cause I'm in that Bentley Don't think I won't shoot out in broad day Say Conley money be the best money Got trap houses out the four way And I ain't never been a scared n***a All my young n***a wildin' And all I hang around is dreadheads Platted up like rastas Montana shootin' at your damn head Yeah real top shotta He handle his business and go to bed He ain't even think about you Diamonds on ya toes and all baby Love the way they look on ya That p**y might not be talkin' bout nothin' But you got some good lips on you We slime em out gotta slime em all the way can't even leave nothin' I'm with crips but I'm bleeding I'm posted on 250 Bleveland Hey, hey Hey, hey [Chorus: Lil Keed] Hop in the coupe Hop in the coupe I'm going fast I'm rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes Not goin' out sad This for my bros, who been here all along I got your back I dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no n***a I spaz Oh yeah, this a new bankroll Oh yeah, talkin' bout the sh** you can't fold Oh yeah, I'm standin' ten toes Oh yeah, and imma keep my pole [Verse 2: Yung Mal] Imma keep my pole Imma stand ten toes Gotta ride with my bros Just like a junkie we want smoke I done seen n***as that hard, they fold Watch these n***as go out sad for these hoes The same hoe f**ed the gang and they gold Young n***a cold, never let go I done had me some long nights on that road Trappin' hard, talkin' bout range Cleveland the snow, gotta go hard Get a bankroll, play yo' card n***a be bold, seen so much sh** that I never told Yeah this sh** gettin' hard but I never fold 32 shots in the Glock when I pop and I make them get low b**h ain't crazy yeah she know who got them low I'm with Lil Keed, Hood Baby wipe your nose Pockets stay on swole, haters fall like dominoes I don't f** around no no, I have young n***as at your front door I'm in a brand new coupe this sh** so fast Gotta bag, can't look back n***as is mad, I just laugh I bust down with the hood, dont [?] I bust down my wrist just dance Droppin' the top on the coupe, blowin' this cash Just like a fan [Chorus: Lil Keed] Hop in the coupe Hop in the coupe I'm going fast I'm rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes Not goin' out sad This for my bros, who been here all along I got your back I dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no n***a I spaz Oh yeah, this a new bankroll Oh yeah, talkin' bout the sh** you can't fold Oh yeah, I'm standin' ten toes Oh yeah, and imma keep my pole