Lone Wolf II
Title | Lone Wolf II |
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Artist | G-Mo Skee |
Album | My Filthy Spirit Bomb |
Release Date | 2016-12-02 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Chorus] I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I miss the past when we wasn't getting paid When we was just kids and the trouble we made All day, we would do shit kids would do But now I we got shit to do Ey [Verse 1] Yo look Didn't I tell you niggas one day we would leave those blocks I told you we would be on top And to think, last year I wasn't ready to be no pops Now I'm grinding; you won't see G-Mo stop I've been going places that I never thought I would go On the road, doing shows in the fog and the snow It's a struggle; that's what it takes for artists to grow I work hard, thank God we ain't starving no mo' 'Cause now we get rushed by the fans screaming "bless you" When I get off tour I'm thinking 'bout my next tune I've got to keep moving, got to make the best moves Just in case my nieces and nephews need refuge I told myself I'd be feeding the fam Just focus on the goal and proceed with the plan I was never worried 'bout college fees and exams And I never bow down to the feet of a man nigga You might also like[Chorus] I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I miss the past when we wasn't getting paid When we was just kids and the trouble we made All day, we would do shit kids would do But now I we got shit to do Ey [Verse 2] To my sister who took care of me when I was a seed I left home before I was finna be sixteen And even though we argued and disagreed She knew her baby brother was destined to see his dreams And momma still can't believe that I'm taking flights I'm out of state, she calling me every day and night Perform in Tulsa, I saw that nigga sell If I don't get you back to Richmond I'mma raise hell My nigga Kev's still macking on these bitches Super Saiyan pimp hand smacking on these bitches Cash Prada, J Novee, Roman and Gatsby Here now bang gang shit holding us back And Vinnie Paz kept it real for the young [?] Got me on a track: changed my life with one song And C-Lens you know what's up dog? Every time you jump on a track we come strong [Chorus] I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I miss the past when we wasn't getting paid When we was just kids and the trouble we made All day, we would do shit kids would do But now I we got shit to do Ey [Verse 3] So many years I've worked for what I've got now Don't want to lose it all being too hostile And these motherfuckers wonder why I'm seldom seen I'm at the house making music smoking hella weed I told my nieces they can take my strength So I'm never worried 'bout if their grades might slip And I'mma make up for every birthday I missed We gon' ball out when the world play my shit To all my niggas struggling I raise my fist We in the same boat nigga I ain't Don Rich Thanks to my godbrother, we stay in the hills Still busting our ass but we paying the bills When I get paid, we gon' blaze it and chill Like back in the old days, no fame or a pill Before we were chasing the mill When we was kids This isn't for the rap money this is for my niggs I love y'all [Chorus] I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I know I'm getting real distant I hope it don't make you think I feel different When I get paid, best believe I will visit This ain't for the fans; this strictly for my niggas I miss the past when we wasn't getting paid When we was just kids and the trouble we made All day, we would do shit kids would do But now I we got shit to do Ey |