Born Alone lyrics

[Intro]
Rellim

[Chorus: Lil Keke]
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
And- don't understand that we be drinkin' the norm
Never trust broads, never-never trust broads

[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$]
Ski mask to my face, now I be high up on some other sh*t
Assassinate the president; I'm screaming, "f*ck the government!"
Ridin' with my b*tch, her pus*y dripping though, shе lovin' it
Money on my di*k, so I went and bought another b*tch
No gold chain, lеt my balls hang
Blowing propane, cocaine
[?], that's a [?]
Hold hands, get ya O man
I ain't on that
No, ma'am, I'm a grown man, he a whole fan
Toe jam, on the PlayStation, I know that you program
Never known, can't even process
We ancient, I'm feeling vacant, my mind erase it
I ain't sh*t, I'm just a paint drip up on the canvas
You lackin', out of my bracket, your music trash
If you packin', then pus*y pack the clip and get to clappin'
You actin', you sold a gram now you think you trappin'
But back then, you used to be the man, b*tch what happen?
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
And- don't understand that we be drinkin' the norm
Never trust broads, never-never trust broads

[Verse 2: Black Smurf]
Is it me, is it the weed, or is it you?
Okay, maybe, it's the money make me move the way I move
Can't compare me to nobody, I'm just too original
Black Smurf, the one and only, Hu$tle God, thought you known
Weed is my friend when I'm bored and alone
If I'm posted sky-high, then I'm textin' back slow
Ain't no fake in my veins, ain't no b*tch in my bones
If you ain't fam or squad, I ain't answerin' the phone
Still learning rights from my wrongs, on and off the road
Tryna get the cash when I'm alive, [?] to my soul
From the demons in the night creep
While I'm loafin', thinking, plottin', stackin' ends
Rather get it how I live it than me out playin' pretend
You n*ggas cool, but you, aye, i don't f*ck with you
You say I ain't sh*t but don't say that when I'm in front of you
Talking sh*t, that's okay, I'ma punch you until your jaw loose
You know [?] I just smile and stunt in front of you, n*gga
[Chorus: Lil Keke]
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
Gots to act real bad when I close red doors
I'm shootin' spiders off my rims 'cause I'm ridin' on fours
And- don't understand that we be drinkin' the norm
Never trust broads, never-never trust broads