Lonley

You jacking ' me naming my song Lonely

I gotta let you hear my song for that

NO

That's how you feeling

I just feel like

does that name even fit the song?

We gon' make it fit

We gon' be back at concert, you feel me

Ok

You fucking with it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Not alone but I feel by myself

Like, bitch, I'm up jugging late night, smoking shelf

And I've been up in my zone all alone with no help

Try to book me, and get put up on the shelf

And it's still free, nick out the feds

They offer bro ten, man, that shit got me fed

Even though that shit hurt, hold your head

And it's still free, my pops out, that's cell

And I make sure he good when he calling my cell

What you need through, cashapp or zelle

He text me on Jpay, no mail