LoneSeM ft. Tha Rev & Lizzz Lyrics

I got the gang hella spinin like a bar seat

Large meat, got hella loads like a car meet

Star feet, ima make her pay if she stalk me

Real niggas do real shit, don't cross me

I been getting money, i don't answer when they call me

Niggas keep my name, in they mouth this, how they lost me

Bitches run game on these niggas til they faulty

I done ran fades with the niggas tryna off me

I stayed down for the crown now its 50

I moved out the city when the game start twistin

My hands in the bag so my palms stay itchin

I got it out the mud so the water still mixin

The street lights on, that's when niggas start trippin

I had to hold it down for the homies that ain't with us

I move how i move, i don't owe one nigga

The revs in the building, sharp shootin with the hitters

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt

Keep it buck, and keep it Hunnit, bitch, now i'm receiving something

Too much problems keep the money, nevermind, just give it to me

Hit the store and grab me grabbas ,case of beers and cases of sodas

Hand her bills, she hand it over face look like im playing poker

Pullem down, i pullem over, out the park like Sammy sosa

Brick, look like it came from cuba, taste just like its baking soda

Now, you gotta make a choice to pay a pimp or pay a lawyer

Stayin triv, or stayin loyal, never judg them by its cover

On your ass, will never let up, fight until the case is over

She gon' run them bands into me, run until the race is over

Played it smarter, played it sober, my bitches you cant ignore them

She let me fuck and record it all my ducklings i adore them

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt

Bitch fuck your feeling, wont pay a penny for your thoughts,

You couldnt impress me

Bitch, i'm everything you not, a famous trap star

I can really stack a knot,

I'm a grimy ass bitch

I put my quote on your top, i'm really beating on my chest

Certified in my position, put in my role to fucking best

I'm really about that action, i am not the one to test

You game goofy like tricks, so calculated like a chef,lets talk about it

I see them rumors coming in hot, bitch, we about it

Come and run me out my spot, i'm really bout it

I knock that hoe bitch out her socks, and i said it once before

I swear i'm everything you're not, that's why they're rocking

You can meet me out the top, bitch, stop it

All my shit man, these hoes can't knock it

If you wanna pop your shit bitch, pop it

Bitch, pop it

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt

They mention shit they do, but they mention shit they don't do

There ain't shit to prove when you out here on your lonesome

If you ain't making moves, why the fuck you standing close to me

What you gonna do when your past come back to haunt