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Testo Lonely - Roney

Testo della canzone Lonely (Roney), tratta dall'album Orphan

Ain't have nobody around, ain't nobody worried bout me
Your shooters they went under ground
Was on it now he wanted peace
Was on it was it was parole
Was on it when I was a teen
I'm screaming out don't get close
I just want a gun with a beam
But why did my friends leave
Had a bad dream bout a dead body it's a sad scene
Had a dream bout a jail cell
Mixing jail meals with the Canteen
Woke up it was still hell
Cuz momma got higher then stage 3
Woke up it was still hell
Cuz my nigga got hit with a red beam
I want the beef my nigga
The one with the season in it
So don't get peppered my nigga
Don't do the computer shit
I'm really a lunatic
Try to keep calm but I'm losing it
It came with a 9mm like it was a ruler stick
The serial is scratched off
He runnin' knocking his hat off
Lateral work, passed off
Brick it look like its a laptop
Run up he hearing the bom bom
Really don't play with a top don
He really thought he was a bodmon
I make him dance, omarion
I'll get him so nonchalant
Same block he was walking on
That fiend gon smoke a nigga
Like he was a crack bong
Attach it like it was a add on
Clip and it hang like its suicide
I come from where it's do or die
I seen a nigga get suit and tied
I seen a lot of them shooters dies
U got a gun it ain't anything
I seen a nigga go get the drop
Like he was giving out wedding rings
Asked me i said it like i do
Marry to money and gang rules
I didn't really wanna do school
Home depot we keep the tool
Ain't have nobody around, ain't nobody worried bout me
Your shooters they went under ground
Was on it now he wanted peace
Was on it was it was parole
Was on it when I was a teen
I'm screaming out don't get close
I just want a gun with a beam
But why did my friends leave
Had a bad dream bout a dead body it's a sad scene
Had a dream bout a jail cell
Mixing jail meals with the Canteen
Woke up it was still hell
Cuz momma got higher then stage 3
Woke up it was still hell
Cuz my nigga got hit with a red beam



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Writer(s): Tyrone Smith
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