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kreus - loner lyrics

[intro: kreus]
kaiso
(yeah)
(ay, nebulh pipe up on em)
[?]
(yeah)

[hook: kreus]
slumped out all on my own (own), say ‘kreus, why you move like that’?
don’t want them up in my zone, can’t f+ck with the crew allblvck (yeah)
chrome right up in my lap, send hollows at yo’ back
ain’t got no time to react, next time don’t talk that cap (yeah)
[verse: kreus]
there won’t be a next time, we stepping in real life, never know where the f+ck he be at (yeah)
diamonds tinted with vv’s, pour drink on her titties, she love how i’m rollin’ with slatts (yeah)
been smoking the zaza, i’m chilling with nebulh, standing inside of the trap (woah)
we roll with them k!llers, touting on them g26s like we in chiraq (yeah)
post up with a sniper, b+tch look at my vipers, i walk in the lobby clutching on the 30
b+tch roll up the windows, gon’ make her a widow, can’t open the back of the trunk ‘cause it dirty (huh)
diamonds cold, mcflurry (yeah)
pretty lil b+tch like kirby (huh)
fine and her waist look curvy, smoke in my face, my vision blurry
i stay by my ‘lone, ‘cause these n+ggas fogazzi, thats why they can’t f+ck with me (yeah)
strapped up in the back of the truck, i wish these n+ggas bust at me (grah, grah)
don’t need to say sh+t, if you look at me wrong then you get smoke for free (grah)
ain’t showing emotion, i’m sipping on potion up in italy (grah, grah)

[hook 2: kreus + nebulh]
slumped out all on my own, say ‘kreus, why you move like that’? (like that)
don’t want them up in my zone (my zone), can’t f+ck with the crew allblvck (nah, nah)
chrome right up in my lap (mmh), send hollows at yo’ back (mmh)
ain’t got no time to react (yeah), next time don’t talk that cap

[verse: nebulh]
(yeah)
n+ggas talking all that yankee sh+t, i wonder who do they think they foolin’ (mmh)
b+tch i’m in my own lane, countin’ up them racks, n+gga what you doing? (yeah)
200 miles on the dash, n+gga i hope i don’t crash (nah)
my brother locked with that blaster, ketchum we turn him to ash
a n+gga thought he was gon’ be something standing up to us, n+gga in the grass (uhh)
n+ggas did plenty asskissing when i ain’t had nothing, now i’m up and they mad
put a quarter in the glovebox, b+tch i’m known as a chemist up in the sedan
crucifix around my neck and my wrist n+gga, tryna follow up with god’s plan (lets go)
but if a n+gga tryna hit at us, hit ‘em up with drake’s first, thats the plan ( thats the plan n+gga)
i’m runnin’ it up n+gga, got sick of the backdrop, got sick of the stands
i went from the bench straight to the court
i went from the court straight to the bands
and n+ggas thought i couldn’t make it to the net, now i’m the head couch, steve nash
f+ck em (mmh), f+ck em (yeah, yeah)
f+ck em, racks doubled+up him (b+tch)
me and kreus been bussin’ (facts), b+tch ain’t no discussion (nah)
she tryna get it, i’m locked in, baby you ain’t gah hear me for nothing
and the benji’s come in by the dozens
she wanna f+ck nebulh, who doesn’t
after that n+gga, pass her to the buzzins
lightskin n+gga, pop with raggam+ffins
beating her p+ssy, cardiac concussion (yeah)
can’t f+ck with the crew, allblvck
they wonder why i move like that, ‘cause me and this money attached
b+tch
[hook 3: kreus]
slumped out all on my own (own), say ‘kreus, why you move like that’?
don’t want them up in my zone (zone), can’t f+ck with the crew allblvck (yeah)
chrome right up in my lap (lap), send hollows at yo’ back (back)
ain’t got no time to react (+act), next time don’t talk that cap
b+tch

[outro: kreus]
(yeah, hoe, huh)
(n+gga f+ck i’m a loner)
(b+tch)

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