​die alone lyrics

[Intro]
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, f*ck n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ego Mackey

[Chorus]
Don't wanna be alone, don't wanna die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't wanna die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I get sick of Xans, wake up with clonazepam
Wake up smoking out the can, Ego always a fiend, yeah
Vamp countin' up the bands, count money with [?]
Ego always high demand, sellin' black to my fans
Like a million substances, don't really feel nothing
So she search for something, life sh*t like f*ck it
Why worth trusting, your hoe I could be loving
The only one worth loving, you b*tches nothing

[Chorus]
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere, yeah, left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go (b*tch, b*tch)

[Verse 2]
I'm doin' what I do, drugs cycle, some I abuse
Love always for you, Ego vamp, what it do?
Come through and I ruin the mood, shoot through the f*ckin' roof
Shoot in the f*ckin' booth [?]
Gotta just run from this, all that love sh*t
Nah, I ain't a f*ckin' b*tch, I can handle all of this
Start sellin' zips, music industry [?]
[?] fenty strips, Ego, b*tch, know we rich, oh
[Bridge]
Man, f*ck all this sh*t, sh*t's not worth it (Nah)
I gotta focus on some sh*t y'know
I gotta focus on what really fuc—, on what really matters

[Chorus]
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, got nowhere left to go
Don't wanna be alone, don't let me die alone
Don't have any hope, huh

[Outro]
f*ck it, yeah
This sh*t really ain't sh*t, b*tch
You know, I just, I just— you know, I don't want to deal with this sh*t really
Everyone on my f*ckin' di*k, like "Oh, I'ma kill you, I'ma kill you"
Y'all on the internet, sh*t ain't real
Come at my f*cking address, b*tch, you know where I'm at, you know where I stay
b*tch, I'm in Montreal right now
In a few weeks, I'ma be in New York where opps at
They ain't done sh*t, I been there a few times, sh*t ain't never really go down, you know why?
'Cause they're b*tches
You know why? 'Cause they're just flexing, don't do sh*t
You just talkin' on Twitter, like that's really worth time!
It ain't worth sh*t!
Black Money Boys, Deathrow, f*ck n*gga