Alone

I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta go in alone
Do what's good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I got a lot on my head
Lately a lot in my nose
Shorty ain't come to my show
I should've known, I was a fool
Fxxkin' witchu, fxxk with me
I never lose, tryna make moves
But I just can't stop thinking about a get away
Ain't talking heaven gates, don't believe anyway
No, I don't hate you, that's just what the Henny say
Been moving this sh1t since the eleventh grade
That's why I move it the best today
I'm tryna stack it up, stack it up, get it and dip
Pull up in the Uber no Lyft
She say my presence a gift, I might steal a kiss
Everytime I brought her back to my crib
Give her that d1ck while she split
I do not think that I know how to live
I'm so god damn sick and tired of this sh1t
Catch me twisting up an L
Cigarette up in my lips
Spark the backwoods with a Bic
Spark the ignition, I'm tryna drive
I don't got no license, and I'm kinda high
But fxxk it let's ride, she let me inside
Now she grinding on my gears though
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta go in alone
Do what's good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta go in alone
Hard to do good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
Ooh, walk with a stick
Because I cannot trust a soul (yeah)
Love no thot, b1tches they come and they go
Pause, I need me a second
I think that I need me like four
I fxxk that b1tch, woah, you get ignored
I just want a big house and a bad b1tch
She keep-keep on keepin' me from goin' crazy
It's lately it's like, "Am I dumb or something?"
Try hit my lick, I won't run from nothin'
That lil ho, she tryna' fxxk or somethin'
Suck my d1ck I can't feel it, it's numb or somethin'
Told her don't miss an inch with her tongue or nothin'
Met lil shorty twerkin' at the club or somethin'
Said come back to the trap, I got Xans I got Molly
I might have to hit with my plug or somethin'
Ain't no way around it, she gon' fxxk and suck it
If that goofy said that he a plug, he frontin'
Pourin' out lean in the Benz
I mix the green with the purple and red, tech
I used to think I could love
Everyone said they wasn't gon' leave but they left
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta go in alone
Do what's good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta' go in alone
Hard to do good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta' go in alone
Do what's good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta' go in alone
Do what's good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul
I don't know how the fxxk I'm supposed to go
Down this road I chose
But it's the road I chose
I gotta' go in alone
Hard to do good for your paper
Hard to do good for your soul
Hard to do good for your soul