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chuuwee & trizz - by my lonesome lyrics

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[hook: chuuwee]
and i’m rolling by my lonesome, blunt rolled, top down
n-gga trip, unload, glock out, pull up on him in his hometown like what’s hot now?
you was talking big noise til i hopped out

[verse 1: chuuwee]
i come through with a sack of the bomb [?] , cuz b-tches like to trap
me and my n-gga jimmy stay strapped ,he got any size hat, i got ak-47s and a mini 9 mac
in my ride, this yellow b-tch on my side, phone trippin all the sh-t that i went through for since 5
i been high since 7, there’s n-ggas all the way live with it, on till 11, that’s something for late night
i eat beats like sweet treats,n-gga peach e-l, presidente c-h-3-z, thc htc beats b-tch freeze
you think of touching my phone, tell em you won’t make it home
is my microphone on? coming straight for the dome
hit your neck and your chest like you spraying on cologne
stupid tweeting your location ’til we pull up at your home, i’m outside lil -ss n-gga come on

[hook: chuuwee]
and i’m rolling by my lonesome, blunt rolled, top down
n-gga trip, unload, glock out, pull up on him in his hometown like what’s hot now?
you was talking big noise til i hopped out
west side, keep my name out a bop mouth
you gon’ make a n-gga run up in a bop house
pull up on him on his own block like what’s hot now?
you was talking big sh-t til i hopped out

[verse 2: trizz]
all he talk about is k!lling, all he talk about is b-tches
all he talk about is tossing his ex’s and b-tches trippin’
stay the f-ck up out my business, i’m just chillin’
capitalizing the writtens, i’m lyrically ripping n-ggas
f-ck beats b-tch, get at me in the streets
strapped, i don’t sleep, i keep this og
i’m low key, black tan low seats
oz twisted in the swisher, so sweet
n-ggas be getting it twisted like trizzy ain’t widdit, sh-t n-ggas could get it
quicker to hurry into it,i’m finna limit the n-ggas who finish
the beat that you seeking for any who’s bleeding, that’s whatchu speaking
i see is the reason at any event that a n-gga felipe is open to jumping any n-gga who need it
ol’ b-tch -ss n-gga, i’m in the house on the hill with ol’ rich -ss n-ggas
i’m a spick -ss type ol kick -ss n-gga
alot different from these hipster ol weird -ss n-ggas, b-tch

[hook: chuuwee]
and i’m rolling by my lonesome, blunt rolled, top down
n-gga trip, unload, glock out, pull up on him in his hometown like what’s hot now?
you was talking big noise til i hopped out
west side, keep my name out a bop mouth
you gon’ make a n-gga run up in a bop house
pull up on him on his own block like what’s hot now?
you was talking big sh-t til i hopped out

[verse 3: chuuwee & trizz]
is you rolling? be-otch i might be
i don’t take threats nor diss records lightly
plus where i reside, all them n-ggas do in spite me
cuz they wanna be like me, i did the right thang, f-ck spike lee
might as well teach your cl-ss how to hustle like me
rings in the mail, all the chickens tryna wife
these boosie -ss labels tryna hype me as if some of the n-ggas they signed were any as dope as i be

cl-ss acts, i ain’t playing with kids
all alone like macaulay culkin playing these tricks
but i ain’t playing with n-ggas, but that’s scaring n-ggas
i be all in a n-gga face, daring n-ggas
jump if you flinch, that’s 2 hits with 2 fists
you drop real quick for disrespecting my clique
if a n-gga got a problem, we handling business quick
hesitation is for b-tch -ss n-ggas who scared of sh-t n-gga

[hook: chuuwee]
and i’m rolling by my lonesome, blunt rolled, top down
n-gga trip, unload, glock out, pull up on him in his hometown like what’s hot now?
you was talking big noise til i hopped out
west side, keep my name out a bop mouth
you gon’ make a n-gga run up in a bop house
pull up on him on his own block like what’s hot now?
you was talking big sh-t til i hopped out



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