Time Alone 3 lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah
Young Stoney
Time Alone 3
Aye


[Verse 1]
361 my new home, dog, I swear really I f*cking love it here
Karina back in Waco claiming that she doesn't care, that I'm gone but I know she lyin with her texts and the fact she really hated being on her own
18, 6'2, and I'm feelin grown
I swear I get it on, every time I get up in yo A-P-T it's like the motherf*cking strip club
You barley started smoking so I got to roll your sh*t up
I got codeine in my big cup
Better yet it only looks big cause it's two stacked
When I walk in the party yo girl like "Who that?
I swear her eyes be saying that she wanna f*ck me
But I don't f*ck whoever so she got a small chance of getting lucky
Let a couple drinks back and then the truth isn't fuzzy
Don't you ever say that you didn't trust me
Cause I ain't' never gave you one single reason not to
Can't deny I really used to want you
Now my mind off you, separations what it got to
They say that life's a b*tch, well what her head game like?
What you gon' do with your team when the best can't fight?
Living in hell but I promise it won't be the rest of your life
Taking everything slow like a breathe in the night
Always loved the fresh air
f*cked up in the head with my sex hair
I can actually say I'm highly blessed player

[Verse 2]
Uh
Yeah
Coming through on this Wu-Tang
Sometimes I feel like I'm Bruce Wayne
Will I be Batman or will I be that man?
I just wanna laugh and imagine, that if I take a chance no bad things gonna happen
But really man what should I fear?
I mean I've been through hell and I'm still right here
Still doin all the things I shouldn't do
You listened to the rules and look at you
Think of all the sh*t he put you through
I'd treat so nice plus you cute too
I could f*ck you so good then hold you like you need to be held
They say don't judge a book by the cover but you can't see the cover when you sitting on the shelf
All by yourself, it's okay to need help
Ask about anything and baby it's yours
You a song, you make me wanna hit chords
Girl you gotta lot ass, can't really fit more
Hit that sh*t util it get sore
I don't do this sh*t for everybody but we got some Time Alone
Stoney Wright on this sh*t, baby I'm a fly you home