Lyrics:
Alone by myself I pray tonight oh yeah
To see everyone feelin' irie yeah
Alone by myself I pray tonight oh yeah
To see everyone feelin' irie yeah
feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was raised by the block and new
a little estrogen
Buy my whip by myself
Pay my rent by myself
Only exes that I care about are in my fucking chromosomes
I don't really need you, I'm
a good from me now I'm feelin’ torn apart, swear to God
Yea my nigga gone, yea
Not by myself but I still feel alone, yea
I try to hide it but this feelin
I get a rush when I brush up against your lovin?
Feelin's start to flow, ooh and there I go in your lovin?
Find myself at ease when you're lovin? me
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they
(on the track boy)
I've been feelin' like I'm stranded
I'm standin' alone by myself
Now I've been talkin' to
Myself, feelin' blocked, uh
And I don't
how I do it myself
I got the drip feelin like Michael Phelps
I just shuffle the cards that I'm dealt
All by myself yea all by myself
All by myself
and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(Nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let
They get a feelin in they chest when i walk by
I got a couple little lovers out in southside
You know i'm feelin like you cap and bitch i'm bout mine
Feel like veins been 'boutta pop
Overstressed, overflow
By myself, look at us
Hadn't shit, still ain't got much
Concrete, rosebushes burst
Cook in
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
Written by Fred Rose
[E] Met my future wife today
And her name is Kathy Mae
[A] Rootie Tootie, (Rootie Tootie)
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
names
If the name's primarily connected to
A personality who's wickedness is
The key to their fame I let it go
But now I'm feelin' kinda funny
This is too
a class by myself you cant fuck with me
Bar king my nigga but you can call me sire
I had pounds of the loud that'll get you higher
You Robin Williams with
'Cause when the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
trustin' myself, feelin' myself getting them mad fear me
In a race for the belt nine by the belt, watching my health, keepin' it stealth, wait till I'm up,
DRANKS keep 'em goin', MANi$H keep 'em cummin'
Know she feelin' me down there She wants some luvin'
Need 2 duplicate myself by the dozen
But u gotta
feelin' bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino
But fuck it, it's deathrow
The big homie never told me that my next blow would be my fuckin'
I cant fake it
lot of niggas wish they could switch places
I’m in the building and I’m feelin’ myself
they coulda put me on but i did it myself
Feelin' light
I'm feelin' alright
Feel it like
This feeling's right
Feelin' light
I'm feelin' alright
Feel it like
This feeling's right
Suddenly,
off my mind
And I could be just another fool in love
With you
What if I just tell?
Tell what I'm feelin'
Would I make myself clear with what I'm
, i don't need no fuckin' chauffeur
What?
Hustle by myself i don't got no helper (Helper)
Broke as fuck couldn't spell P-A-P-E-R
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