Lonely Brooklyn Boy Lyrics

Uh a entourage was never me (Nah)

I walk alone stay alone lonely alphabet P

The superstar you see in me (You see it)

Its no mirage you just feeling me

On GOD this is who I be (Amen)

In the hall of fame but Im still a rookie man (The goat)

Nobody does it how I do it when I gets it done (No one)

And thats one of the reasons why Im fucking number one (Uno)

My minds a gun these words are bullets (Watch out)

Listen to me as you watch me hold the trigger (Watch out)

Im tryna get six figures for my words like jigga

Move to the burbs relocate my fam and my n****s

Smoke a gram to ease the pain

Blowing purple kush outside of my broken window pane

Me I never listen to those lames (Neva)

Creating my own lane

Swerving the serving the game (Kill'em)

This is infinite intelligence

Don't buy they album cause they selling with no content (Uh-uh)

My content open consciousness (Focused)

Third eye seven chakra on some woke shit Im lit

Im hot as ever tell satan to quit

I drop a bomb like sadam rearranging the game

I say so long, au revior, goodbye to you lames

Watch me shape shift the game

While Im multiplying my change

I walk alone

Floating in my zone (Oooh)

Lonely Brooklyn Boy

A Lonely Brooklyn Boy (Lonely)

I walk alone

Floating in my zone (Oooh)

Lonely Brooklyn Boy

A Lonely Brooklyn Boy

The hardest walk is walking alone

But its also making you strong

The hardest task is staying alive

And living your dreams before you can die

Counterfeit smiles is all I see

I gots the bag they gets no half

What work you put in (Nada)

These dumb dummies are like leeches

They think its easy (Get off)

They try to be me but Im a GOD and they a genie

My records riding spinners meaning they on repeat

That Brooklyn boy blew up

Now what the fuck did you think

You see me rocking no mink

You see me rocking no ice

I sit in front of the class cause my flow is so nice (Nice, nice, nice)

Brooklyn kid with a mean flow

When these other rappers hear me they get emo

Jealousies a weakness your baring fruit to sickness

GOD is my witness

Hating ain't gonna bring you riches (Nope)

Gots to get up on your grind (Uh-Huh)

Thats what I did to get mine (Damn Right)

Fuck running out of time

Its one life to live, live it till you fucking die

I walk alone

Floating in my zone (Oooh)

Lonely Brooklyn Boy

A Lonely Brooklyn Boy

I walk alone

Floating in my zone (Oooh)

Lonely Brooklyn Boy

A Lonely Brooklyn Boy