Testo Alone - 42 Dugg feat. Lil Durk
Testo della canzone Alone (42 Dugg feat. Lil Durk), tratta dall'album Free Dem Boyz
And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?
Still remember cryin' on the phone, me and Rece
I forever got your kid, my nigga, 'til we even
I swear I wanna quit, but bro, I gotta keep goin'
They ain't got my back out here, I swear it's somethin' I know
Probably be happier to hear I'm goin' broke
I know for a fact, a couple million on a home
My head down, but shit been lookin' up for a minute
You always with your nigga, but you in love with me
Them cars paid and your house, boo you can chill now, yeah
A hundred thousand ain't shit, I got them M's now, yeah
I never committed fraud
Five hundred cash, blow it all to see my dawg
Finally, in my bag, niggas prayin' on me to fall
If it weren't for this rap shit, I'd still be sellin' raw
I know you notice progression
We fell out 'cause you was messy
Them killers know I been steppin' since a young nigga
Still that one nigga
Granny's still cryin'
And my momma still-
And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?
I've been judged twive
Losin' 4-5 niggas in one summer, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice)
Blamed for bodies, funeral home packed, but I only hugged twice (yeah)
Smellin' blood comin' from his body, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice)
Heard you move with killers that you love turned to a fuckin' mice (let's get it)
Love me like I love you, bro (love me like I love you)
Love me like you love these hoes (love me like you loves these hoes)
Love don't last and it even show
They show they hand, they trade for sure
I helped when you was at your lowest
It seem like you ain't wanna grow (you ain't wanna grow)
We in tune with the world, you still ain't seem to make a show (yea-yeah)
I send mail to the jail, they sent it back
Said, "Gang signs was scratched out", they gave us hell
And ain't wanna take two years, I can imagine you with an L (L)
How you feel? Give me chills
See I'm rappin, but I'm for real, yeah-yeah
We gon' get back, so if you see us, you better get back
Click, click-clack, his shit splat
Street nigga forever, I'm with whatever, come with that
Niggas dyin' if they with that, let's get it
Granny's still cryin'
And my momma still-
And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?
Credits
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Dion Marquise Hayes, Noah Pettigrew, Rai Shaun Devante Williams
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