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Real Boston Richey - Loner

[Intro]
You know, the truth is ()
I ain't gon' lie
It be them late nights like three, four in the mornin', I just get in my bag, like
Just go to thinkin' 'bout everything, like, from the good to the bad
I don't know, shit don't be what it seems ()

[Chorus]
It's gon' be a long ride, tell 'em, "Buckle up"
Go back, lock in with the gang, mm, time to huddle up
Mmm, fuck the fame, it's time to run it up
R.I.P. to Nip', that shit was lame, time to double up
Huh, yeah, it's time to double up
I'm lockin' in, I'm goin' back to my bitch, I'm tired of fuckin' up
Clockin' in, they know that karma a bitch, it's already sticky enough
Feel like they gon' kill me one day if I don't wake up and kick the cup

[Verse]
I slipped already bad enough, shit was bad for us
Niggas be actin' like they got zip for pain, tryna laugh at us
Took my pain and prayed for God about it and turned my savage up
All the days I was stayed down, niggas was playin', I got my baggage up
So what's that you was sayin'? Say I ain't gave a fuck?
Where the fuck you was at when I was tryna get my savings up?
You was nowhere to be found
It hurt me to my heart up in the county, that's where I wore my cap and gown
Pull up, jump out, "Nobody don't make no sound"
That's what I told them niggas when I pulled my first robbery on the west side of town
And that shit right there left me county bound
Ayy, me and my daddy ain't rat, we stood tall, nigga know we held it down
A frown is only an upside down smile
Mmm, pray for me, I'm out here livin' wild
Ayy, ayy, only get some sleep when I'm in the clouds
Ayy, I been layin' back, workin' on my sound
Mmm, I been layin' up, workin' on my sound
Ayy, mm, ayy, niggas say I'm pussy, go ask them niggas what I'm about
Ayy, hundred round chopper come with a mount
Hmm, hmm, hmm, only fuck a bitch if I know she ain't gon' run her mouth
Mmm, niggas know I'm that one straight out the south
I slipped and fucked these hoes, but none of these hoes can say I took 'em down to my house, hey
None of these hoes is special, can't even say they got the couch, hey
All of these hoes be for the streets, but you know you my house bae
But that shit still don't make it right
I see why you quick to fight
You would think I paid for it, how Rae was quick to give his ice
Niggas that I put my trust into was pussy and real sheist
You livin' a double life, you scared to hang in your city, that ain't alright
Mmm, mmm, ready to catch that nigga, hit him with that fire
Growin' up, I never thought I'd get a wife
Mmm, ayy, before I speak on my problems, I'll go and get the mic'
They misleadin' me, they say it's only money and white
They was leavin' me, I had to pray and get some sight
This shit was beatin' me, I had to stand up, get ready to fight
Felt like they cheatin' me, how quick they took D Slugger life
The family needed me, the limit is the sky
[Chorus]
It's gon' be a long ride, tell 'em, "Buckle up"
Go back, lock in with the gang, mm, time to huddle up
Mmm, fuck the fame, it's time to run it up
R.I.P. to Nip', that shit was lame, time to double up
Huh, yeah, it's time to double up
I'm lockin' in, I'm goin' back to my bitch, I'm tired of fuckin' up
Clockin' in, they know that karma a bitch, it's already sticky enough
Feel like they gon' kill me one day if I don't wake up and kick the cup

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