Won Pea - Alone lyrics

rate me

feat. Aeon

Ain’t nothing like money in the ziplock bag

Especially if you a person that ain’t used to have it

Stress being slept on, I went back to bizness

If you a fan, I ain’t worrying about who isn’t

I’m probably in the batin cage, working on your entertainment

They think I’m twitting, I’m tryina keep them twitterpated

Here we go again, holding back infiltration

But right after it end it, shit I don’t got the patience

Ask the label when the label, I’ve aquired need the praise

Or apraisal

My ex once told me that I wouldn’t be able

So damn down, drop she cancelled the cable

I might get a facebook for that one

Lights, camera, action, bars dangerous

Like being black with a cap gun

Trapped in the peas, temporarily

And I ain’t 17, so rap tryina bury me

I was writing rhymes when they moms started pushing

I was at the prom when they dad stop pushing

On the back of they bike and I’m still just 30

Change people’s lives and it’s still pretty early

Just realized the only real fans are worthy

It ain’t about buying it, it’s about alliances

Eat some of your cookies, nick diamond the hoodie

I’m probably a bully, quick, follow me, rokie

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike but we’re

Still together, like a ghetto photo with my knuckle on the crate

Recording as we half watch planet of the apes

Crown fry, 3 piece and vanilla shake

Coasters, kicks one couch and some fold up

Say nobody drunk or high, main hold up

Stay focused, or forever cold cuts

Next step, next to my woman, no boat bust

City point, but I’ll still out be

City point, but I’ll still out be

Bargain bizzare, was a east coast swap meat

Now I get desperate housewives get the top seat

Where am I supposed to go

To get a tattoo, snapback

Fake louie and some gold

Tongue ring, tim, contacts and a phone

X box, fake jays, cammo shorts and oil

Downtown spils, phone bill unpaid

Blackberry full of rhymes though, touche

I don’t ...kings on my mind

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true,

I’m alone on the mike and it’s all true, and it’s all true.