[00:00.00]By My Lonely -Kevin Gates
[00:00.433]Killers in my hood they know me by my first name
[00:03.441]You know 'em by their work name I know 'em by their birth name
[00:06.735]Type of weight make a man stand on principle
[00:09.617]Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle
[00:12.853]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[00:15.781]Lonely
[00:16.143]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[00:18.693]By my lonely
[00:19.429]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[00:22.29]By my lonely
[00:23.459]**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
[00:26.178]For real
[00:26.656]Yeah Speaker Knockerz I just ordered up I got a hundred in
[00:29.669]Keep the mop watch how you talk to me b***h I'm not one of them
[00:32.900]General for real g-give a decree the streets salute me
[00:35.803]Sweaty sheets jumpin'up outta my sleep this how we gotta go eat
[00:39.67]Safety pin apiece c*****e resin stuck on the side of the scale
[00:42.366]Watchin'the cameras
[00:43.116]If you can deal with the smell dealin'with paraphernal'
[00:45.535]Weight in the pale keepin''em off of the trail
[00:47.663]Texture up under my nails
[00:48.738]Storm comin'bond money inevitable that you sit in a cell
[00:52.260]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[00:55.156]Lonely
[00:55.397]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[00:57.884]By my lonely
[00:58.537]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[01:01.124]By my lonely
[01:02.559]**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
[01:05.106]For real
[01:05.400]Sick and tired of my phone ringin'workin'that b***h I'm takin'a call
[01:08.400]Hello
[01:08.568]Workin'with bricks I'm drivin'a car
[01:09.935]Killer
[01:10.391]Got my body hard
[01:11.743]Big ol'stepper with a rod shop in the mall no bodyguard
[01:14.911]Heavy metal in my section I'm controllin'I'm in charge
[01:18.239]It's the heavily respected I'll take a b***h to war
[01:21.508]b***h I got steppers in my section bodies on their firearms
[01:24.822]Blow the clothes off your back boom boom set off car alarms
[01:27.888]C-C-Carbon with a drum tiger you no try to run
[01:31.381]Give a **** 'bout your Chanel
[01:32.777]I don't
[01:33.153]I'm tied in with the mayor
[01:34.393]Achoo
[01:34.787]Go sit down went to jail
[01:36.440]I'm part of the cartel
[01:37.864]I'm a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin'
[01:41.25]And we prayed off crumbs I was raised in the slums
[01:44.385]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[01:47.100]Lonely
[01:47.545]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[01:50.192]By my lonely
[01:50.825]I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
[01:53.434]By my lonely
[01:54.881]**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
[01:57.665]For real

By My Lonely -Kevin Gates
Killers in my hood they know me by my first name
You know 'em by their work name I know 'em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
For real
Yeah Speaker Knockerz I just ordered up I got a hundred in
Keep the mop watch how you talk to me b***h I'm not one of them
General for real g-give a decree the streets salute me
Sweaty sheets jumpin'up outta my sleep this how we gotta go eat
Safety pin apiece c*****e resin stuck on the side of the scale
Watchin'the cameras
If you can deal with the smell dealin'with paraphernal'
Weight in the pale keepin''em off of the trail
Texture up under my nails
Storm comin'bond money inevitable that you sit in a cell
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
For real
Sick and tired of my phone ringin'workin'that b***h I'm takin'a call
Hello
Workin'with bricks I'm drivin'a car
Killer
Got my body hard
Big ol'stepper with a rod shop in the mall no bodyguard
Heavy metal in my section I'm controllin'I'm in charge
It's the heavily respected I'll take a b***h to war
b***h I got steppers in my section bodies on their firearms
Blow the clothes off your back boom boom set off car alarms
C-C-Carbon with a drum tiger you no try to run
Give a **** 'bout your Chanel
I don't
I'm tied in with the mayor
Achoo
Go sit down went to jail
I'm part of the cartel
I'm a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin'
And we prayed off crumbs I was raised in the slums
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
By my lonely
**** nigga I don't wanna be your homie
For real