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mike dimes – lonely lyrics

[intro]
(go crazy, go crazy)

[verse 1]
i ain’t ever have sh+t, double lamb’ og
mike dimes is a one man army
everybody got hands when a n+gga got bands
where were you when a n+gga was starvin’?
can’t walk with no n+gga, can’t walk with no b+tch
’cause a hoe is a hoe in my logic
my pockets from houston, got rockets
my hoe is a check, she a profit
and i come through quick when i come through quick
no sorrow for n+ggas who crossed me
if he dead in my eyes or he dead in real life
ain’t no difference to me besides bodies and coffins
i’m a rеal n+gga, not one for the dissin’
but half of thesе n+ggas be cappin’ they disses
claimin’ they up but i look at the tracks
and these n+ggas be payin’ to fake they positions

[pre+chorus]
these n+ggas be cap, that’s facts (that’s facts)
these n+ggas don’t be in no trap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas ain’t ’bout what they rap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas clap hands, they don’t clap no strap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas be cap, that’s facts (that’s facts)
these n+ggas don’t be in no trap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas ain’t ’bout what they rap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas clap hands, they don’t clap no strap (that’s facts)
[chorus]
i move by my lonely
my lonely (my lonely), my lonely (my lonely)
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony (phony)
they phony (phony), they phony (phony)
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me
she hoein’ (she hoein’), she hoein’ (she hoein’)
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony (phony)
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me (she hoein’)

[verse 2]
and i promise i got that bag, i ain’t never look back
ten toes, double o, add three plus seven
that’s ten outta ten, n+ggas tryna be cared for
dolla can’t step like dimes be steppin’
and i talk that talk ’cause i walk that walk
real n+gga, bona fide, all truth i’m tellin’
know n+ggas who really be felons
your n+ggas just talk ’bout the fellas (go crazy, go crazy)
the dash panoramic, for real
f+ck a deal, i’ma make me a deal
get a mill’ and a house on the hills
city n+gga, act up, f+ck around and get k!lled
i was never for the act, rather move solo and make my own stacks
i carry my team, i got scars on my back
no n+gga can say that they helped me with that
and n+gga, that’s facts
[chorus]
i move by my lonely
my lonely, my lonely
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony
they phony, they phony
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me
she hoein’, she hoein’
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me

[pre+chorus]
’cause man, these n+ggas be cap, that’s facts (that’s facts)
these n+ggas don’t be in no trap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas ain’t ’bout what they rap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas clap hands, they don’t clap no strap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas be cap, that’s facts (that’s facts)
these n+ggas don’t be in no trap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas ain’t ’bout what they rap (that’s facts)
these n+ggas clap hands, they don’t clap no strap (that’s facts)

[chorus]
i move by my lonely
my lonely (my lonely), my lonely (my lonely)
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony (phony)
they phony (phony), they phony (phony)
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me
she hoein’ (she hoein’), she hoein’ (she hoein’)
i can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they phony (phony)
i can’t trust no lil’ bop tryna hoe me (she hoein’)
[outro]
(go crazy, go crazy)
cuz, we got any new music?

- mike dimes lyrics

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