Loner Type ft. Benji. Lyrics

Lately, it's been hard to remember you

So many things caught my attention

Not to mention

Got lost in what they say and what they do

Looking for the truth when it was hidden

Why don't I listen

So I turned off my phone, leave me alone

And I stayed at home, ain't nowhere to go

No lie rolled a blunt, well maybe two (two)

Alleviate the stress these niggas put me through

My nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness

My nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness

Celebrate your life, elevate your mind

Niggas lay in lie when you're raising high

Oh God, I can testify

On God and love above, I can testify

Celebrate your life, elevate your mind

Niggas lay in line when you're raising high

Oh God, I can testify

On God and love above, I can testify

On God and love above, I can testify

The rise to new heights is a lonely ride

The windows to the soul showed me many lies

People you hold close keep a dagger by (damn)

That's why I keep my circle tight

Most niggas claim they know me but I know they lying

Don't even know where I stay or my family line

Even if you did, can't claim shit, I'm a loner type

Nigga, why you lyin'

M nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness

My nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness

Benji. rolling flavor

Slimmy rolling paper

Lighter, flick, and blaze up

Pass it to your neighbor

One day stacking paper

Stacking with my day ones

Man, my niggas A-One

Me and my niggas done came up

Don't talk that talk like you know us

We walk that walk cause we show up

Ain't no thing you can show us

Got that thing on me, sho'nuff

You know Murda, she wrote us

Since that day I've been focused

Keep it moving like Moses

Underneath all your noses

Family with me, yeah, keep it with me, yeah

Hard to paint a perfect picture

When I skip the scripture, yeah

Used to kick it with ya

Just to smoke a swisha witcha, yeah

Shooting star like JR Swisher, yeah

Make a wishy, yeah

You are the loaner type, baby

Too far from prototypes, baby

Make sure that you're rolling nice, baby

Maybe later we can roll the dice, baby

My nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness

My nigga, I'm too blessed to be stressed

Why would I even second-guess my happiness