prod. nausea - better off alone lyrics
f+ck all that sh+t all i want is the dough
that girl a fraud kick her out to the door
i can’t trust her cause i know she a hoe
might hit it once and then pass to my bro
no you can’t stop me i’m all in my zone
f+cked on his b+tch she giving me dome
after she’s done i won’t make her my own
i swear i’m better off alone
you know my n+ggas stay on the case
leave them boys missing without a trace
and my lil’ b+tch she walking with all the cake
i keep big drum on my waist
rolling that wood to the face
look at the moon and relate
i got pneumonia from my diamonds
all of my diamonds they shining
that sh+t too bright that its blinding
flood ap check on the timing
got demonias’ from my goth b+tch
hit it and she get to whining
i understood the assignment
i made it big now i sit back reclining
why won’t you talk to me, yeah
talk to me, yeah
girl, why don’t you talk to me, yeah
talk to me, yeah
look at my album its popping again
your girl sliding through and she’s bringing her friends
we in every continent
drop top roof my cullinan
i made five hunnid’ today
go to the club make it rain
might take your girl on a date
f+ck all that sh+t all i want is the dough
that girl a fraud kick her out to the door
i can’t trust her cause i know she a hoe
might hit it once and then pass to my bro
no you can’t stop me i’m all in my zone
f+cked on his b+tch she giving me dome
after she’s done i won’t make her my own
i swear i’m better off alone
you know my n+ggas stay on the case
leave them boys missing without a trace
and my lil’ b+tch she walking with all the cake
i keep big drum on my waist
rolling that wood to the face
look at the moon and relate
smoke in my lungs but i never stay coughing
my crib enormous it came with an office
my girl amazing she suck it up jawless
she done chose me cause she like that i’m balling
getting this money my schedule is flawless
new whip, but don’t drive like i bought it
ate all my veggies then worked on my offense
all of my stones, they colder than austin
yes, i’m laughing to the bank
yes i pull up in a tank
mac 11 with the 10
i am such a slimy guy
save your tears cause i won’t cry
i’m immortal, i won’t die
back in the day, when i was young
and i ain’t had no deal
i’m getting paid now, this sh+t amazing
yeah my life is so real
all of my chains are water, might drown
cuz i ain’t got no gills
these n+ggas think that i sold my soul
but i still got my soul still
f+ck all that sh+t all i want is the dough
that girl a fraud kick her out to the door
i can’t trust her cause i know she a hoe
might hit it once and then pass to my bro
no you can’t stop me i’m all in my zone
f+cked on his b+tch she giving me dome
after she’s done i won’t make her my own
i swear i’m better off alone
do you think you’re better off alone
this sh+t is so real, this sh+t is so real
do you think you’re better off alone
i really can’t feel, i really can’t feel
talk to me
why won’t you talk to me
yeah
why won’t you talk to me
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