Lonely (Remix) [feat. Young Scooter]

Started out with nothing, I was hungry Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me Fuck nigga I don't wanna be your homie I had to make a couple bands by me lonely I had to make a couple bands by my lonely x3 Fuck nigga I don't wanna be your homie All I wanna do is count commas I had to make a couple bands for the come up Got kicked out the house i had no option I was going through it with my moma Ju-juggin and finnesin' had to play it raw Smoking weed dodging feds cause my head hard When i dropped out i sad fuck all of y'all Imagine pulling up to your school in the best car I was born in 94 i got the tattoo I just took his bitch that's what that cash do If you went from broke to rich quick you would brag too I'm sorry I finnessed you out your money but i had too Ha ha ha ha ha, you mad or nah Fuck nigga don't want war Them things go da da da These thots don't get no love My pockets is so large I'm swimming in the guap I got gold all on my watch My belt cost more than you check I'm throwing all this money like Brett I know ill make a girl so wet I know the pussy nigga upset I'm winning I'm winning you lose That's your fault should have never snoozed You broke never make no moves I be making movies, no Tom Cruise