Lonely Video (MV)

Devy, pick the phone
F*ck my exes, I'm countin' these O's
Keep it 100, I stick to the code
Rolling up when I'm feeling low
Pack coming in, gotta get it and go
Got racks coming in, put that shit on the floor
If I stand on my money, I'm taller than mo
Mo bomb at the opps and take 'em out they glo
That bitch a thot, I know that she a hoe
I just get the top then pass it to the bro
If it ain't about dollars, don't call up my phone
Tryna run up the guap and watch the money grow (okay)
I don't know your name, you don't hold no weight
Brodie keep him a K, it'll blow you away
Tell her slide to the place, I don't go on no dates
Smoke gas all day, I don't hold no brakes
Like ha, are you fried or not?
Stuck up in my head, I thank God for what I got
No, I can't lie, I feel alive (yeah)
Know they want me dead, but I can't die (yeah)
Like ha, are you fried or not?
Stuck up in my head, I thank God for what I got
No, I can't lie, I feel alive (yeah)
Know they want me dead, but I can't die (yeah)
I can't die (yeah)
Made a couple of bands on my lonely
Told you before, ain't nobody could hold me
If it ain't about money, don't phone me
These niggas ain't real, I know they not my homie
She tryna kick it, block her like a goalie
Tryna play me, sorry I'm not Sony
Told you I'm not the one for you
I'm not the one you want, cause you don't know me
Feeling better than ever before
Tryna roll me a spliff and get ready to float
All that old shit dead, I'm letting it go
Tryna run up the bread, I can't settle for toast
Tryna run up the bread, I can't settle for toast
Like ha, are you fried or not?
Stuck up in my head, I thank God for what I got
No, I can't lie, I feel alive (yeah)
Know they want me dead, but I can't die (yeah)
Like ha, are you fried or not?
Stuck up in my head, I thank God for what I got
No, I can't lie, I feel alive (yeah)
Know they want me dead, but I can't die (yeah)
I can't die (yeah)