I done made a hundred off of songs, Brodie still trappin' tryna make a hundred off of bowls

I got far enough all on my own, I done tinted all my cars, they won't see me on the road

You better off staying to yourself, you think they hating from afar, but **** hating from a close up

I done spent thousands on these clothes, smell like Baccarat cologne, smoke my 41 alone, I

Don't wanna see nobody round, don't want nobody around don't want anybody close, I

Double up my styrofoam, I get lonely on the road, I just doubled up my dosage

Yeah I'm lonely yeah I know, still don't want no company lately I ain't been feeling no one

Sticking to myself, blowing this dope, stacking for when it get cold I still a give you my coat, I

My heart running out of breath, I'll still give you whatever's left, hoping that that'll get me yours

Count hundreds til my fingers sore, pouring codeine, blowing smoke, In a black truck with a chauffeur

I'm okay being alone, sometimes wish I wasn't known, In real life I'm just a loner

I don't need no love at all, I don't need these drugs at all for some reason I still want both

I done made a hundred off of songs, Brodie still trappin' tryna make a hundred off of bowls

I got far enough all on my own, I done tinted all my cars, they won't see me on the road

You better off staying to yourself, you think they hating from afar, but **** hating from a close up

I done spent thousands on these clothes, smell like Baccarat cologne, smoke my 41 alone, I

This shit gettin' scary, I'm aware, of the fact that I can't really trust nobody

And I know that I move like I don't care, but I need you more than I need anybody

I dog that Benz' then hog the road, I'm tryna pass 190

And my stash got a hunnid large, I'm tryna stack 190

Is it strange that I feel safe around the killers, I feel safe around the murderers and robbers

It's just strange that I still feel alone, I could be around all the bros, I'm still sinking in my problems

No matter what, don't go against the code

They ask you, nobody knows, you ain't hear none or see nobody

Withdrawing off you feel like I'm on dope, I could be round hundred hoes, I'm still thinking bout yo body

Ohh

I done made a hundred off of songs, Brodie still trappin' tryna make a hundred off of bowls

I got far enough all on my own, I done tinted all my cars, they won't see me on the road

You better off staying to yourself, you think they hating from afar, but **** hating from a close up

I done spent thousands on these clothes, smell like Baccarat cologne, smoke my 41 alone, I