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kutt calhoun - all by my lonely lyrics

(verse 1: kutt calhoun)
n-ggas don’t wanna see me shine
i swear to god as my witness, it happens every time
they hate my climb, and block my lime
but lemme tell you this here little light of mine, it’s fine
i was born by my god-d-mned self
way i see it, i’mma die by my god-d-mned self
lord willing, long as i be forgiven myself
i pray to god i’m not a burden for anybody else
got my own two-step, keep my chin to the sky
all my so-called friends all done moved to the side
got a drawer full of them bills, they pile sky high
don’t n0body give a d-mn and i don’t care to ask why
that’s why i be on a mission, i’m watching my own behind
my future is right in front of me, wifey is on my side
middle finger to all you n-ggas who’d rather see me drown
they ain’t like a n-gga then, but they hate a n-gga now
my game’s too strong, my flow’s too heavy
ain’t a thing slowed down since i first dropped b.l.e.v.e
if this money’s up for the taking, then you better never let me
sn-tch it down by my god-d-mned self, i’m ready

(hook)
do it all by my lonely
my own family disowns me
surrounded by a lot of phoney homies
(x2)

(verse 2: bg bulletwound)
i feel trapped in it
that’s why i’m posted on the block
at the spot with the chops
with the packs in it
pill bottles filled up
with the crack in it
no more tours for the b
that’s why i’m back in it
i’m out’chea
cause i ain’t got n0body
yeah i hustle for this sh-t
cause i ain’t got n0body
ain’t no duffle bags
tossed out, no maseratis
ain’t no tossing on deals
bottles and afterparties
n-ggas look at you funny
they say he done with it
the same n-ggas you helped with a brand
and hung with it
see i don’t f-ck around
f-ck ’em n-ggas, f-ck em now
i keep it moving like public transit
so buckle down
yeah i’m deuce boy
yeah i’m the truth boy
yeah i got family that’ll do ya dirty for the loot boy
a cold game in this motherf-cker
it’s like that
but i win the end homie
despite that

(hook)
(x2)

(verse 3: kutt calhoun)
you see, a friend is always there when you ain’t got it
as long as you got a true homie, you got an extra pocket
wrong as you wanna be, they there to help ya fix the problem
all of the phonies be gone when you hitting rock
f-ck em against the wall, they babies don’t grow
i’m the last of a dying breed living out the mo
my sucker repellent’s on and my b-lls hung low
and say whatever i want cause real n-ggas say it’s so
you heard i’m a beast, a monster in disguise
ran as fast as you could, seen the envy in your eyes
don’t wanna see a n-gga stack dough and get rich
you’d rather see a n-gga flat broke and poor p-ss
miss me with the b-u-double l- sh-t
and every other hating n-gga that you came with
this the “whom it may concern”, sign it to you with my d-ck
i’mma do it with or without you
better phone me if i

(hook)
(x2)

we get it in, we get it out (x3)
you ain’t give a n-gga sh-t, get the f-ck up off my couch n-gga

- kutt calhoun lyrics

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