By My Lonely lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, dolo, b*tch
Do my dirt up on my lonely
Do my dirt up on my lonely
You ain't sh*t without your homies
You ain't sh*t without your homies

[Verse 1]
I do my dirt all by my lonely
n*ggas is hoes, ain't sh*t without your homies
You n*ggas tried to jazz on me, tried clone me
I regret every last dap, oh you phony
b*tch, I'm the California cooling
b*tch, I'm a one man movement
That's the whole point of being a King, you f*cking doofus
If I up the [?] I ain't gon' aim it where the roof is
It's gon' hit you in your nose and your tooth b*tch
And back of your head gonna look like red Campbell Soup b*tch
Getting crazy, don from my new b*tch
It's Chip tha Rip, King Chip, what it do, b*tch
They shot my Grandma house up, now I gotta blaze the torch
I came dolo, shot every n*gga that was on your porch
Cut through the grass, and hopped the fence, and pulled off in that Buick
I get sh*t done in less than 30 seconds, nothing to it

[Hook]
I do my dirt up by my lonely
I do my dirt up by my lonely
You ain't sh*t without your homies
You ain't sh*t without your homies
I do my dirt up by my lonely
I do my dirt up by my lonely
You ain't sh*t without your homies
You ain't sh*t without your homies

[Verse 2]
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Can't nobody play me, can't nobody fold me
These n*ggas think they know me cause they know the old me
Bust him in his neck and let the pus*y die slowly
I catch these n*ggas by they self they wanna talk it out
Catch these n*ggas by they self they don't know what I'm talking 'bout
Catch these n*ggas by they self they wanna dap me up
But notice how, I ain't need nobody here to back me up
b*tch, my loud challenge with the selfie
I made this beat all by myself and ain't nobody help me
I'll die before you tell my son his father was a hoe
I became a man, I ain't that boy you knew before
I caught you walking out the store, hopped out, and said what's up
You dropped your bag and ran it up the floor and start to dump
I made sure that you hit the ground and you was gushing fluid
I get sh*t done in less than 30 seconds, nothing to it

[Hook]
I do my dirt up on my lonely
I do my dirt up on my lonely
You ain't sh*t without your homies
You ain't sh*t without your homies
I do my dirt up on my lonely
I do my dirt up on my lonely
You ain't sh*t without your homies
You ain't sh*t without your homies

[Outro]
Cleveland
Cleve, Cleveland
Cleveland
Cleveland, Cleveland
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