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While I'm Alone Video (MV)




Performed By: Dmq
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: DaMario Quarles




Dmq - While I'm Alone Lyrics
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Yeah, I never changed for nobody
I go get this pape stay out the way and I'm a homebody
I won't hesitate to leave, I start to see some signs
Won't hesitate to blow that stick, but I end up on my grind
No new niggas, feel like no one realer than mines
And I'm chasing hundreds, won't no dime
Wasn't staying a kid, I was with my brothers on exit 9
Cops booking us for poles up on that road, but shit ain't safe
Tryna make it out, I'ma grind up on that road before I wait
Gotta keep my heater up tucked for when it's cold now
I had times when I was down up on my ass like "is he poor now?"
I'm mixing the cup with the weed and I feel both highs
Like why the f*ck I been feeling this pain and I don't know why
Was having fun, but I been busy on the road now
F*ck with me, spoil you, give you the world and I'll tell no lies
They try to f*ck with us, we gon' send them down
Make sure they don't come around, they outta luck with us
I ain't beefing up on no net
That shit for cowards, nigga got to toughen up
Talk down, but then put out your hand I'm in your city
Wasn't there when I started this shit ain't coming with me
She want the dick, I turn her, I feel like I'm Timmy
Look at me stupid, mind just like a genius
Member the first time we started, that F won't let nobody between us
No relations, my heart up for sale, I'm sorry for the convenience
They said life would be better on Earth, my high still stuck in Venus
Late night, tell myself before I die, promise to put my niggas on
I'm knocking down these obstacles that get thrown
If I die today, got my music, let it play, hope you hear this song
Thinking about these millions while I'm alone
Talk down but then put out your hand I'm in your city
Wasn't there when I started this shit ain't coming with me
She want the dick, I turn her, I feel like I'm Timmy
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English

Yeah, I never changed for nobody
I go get this pape stay out the way and I'm a homebody
I won't hesitate to leave, I start to see some signs
Won't hesitate to blow that stick, but I end up on my grind
No new niggas, feel like no one realer than mines
And I'm chasing hundreds, won't no dime
Wasn't staying a kid, I was with my brothers on exit 9
Cops booking us for poles up on that road, but shit ain't safe
Tryna make it out, I'ma grind up on that road before I wait
Gotta keep my heater up tucked for when it's cold now
I had times when I was down up on my ass like "is he poor now?"
I'm mixing the cup with the weed and I feel both highs
Like why the f*ck I been feeling this pain and I don't know why
Was having fun, but I been busy on the road now
F*ck with me, spoil you, give you the world and I'll tell no lies
They try to f*ck with us, we gon' send them down
Make sure they don't come around, they outta luck with us
I ain't beefing up on no net
That shit for cowards, nigga got to toughen up
Talk down, but then put out your hand I'm in your city
Wasn't there when I started this shit ain't coming with me
She want the dick, I turn her, I feel like I'm Timmy
Look at me stupid, mind just like a genius
Member the first time we started, that F won't let nobody between us
No relations, my heart up for sale, I'm sorry for the convenience
They said life would be better on Earth, my high still stuck in Venus
Late night, tell myself before I die, promise to put my niggas on
I'm knocking down these obstacles that get thrown
If I die today, got my music, let it play, hope you hear this song
Thinking about these millions while I'm alone
Talk down but then put out your hand I'm in your city
Wasn't there when I started this shit ain't coming with me
She want the dick, I turn her, I feel like I'm Timmy
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Writer: DaMario Quarles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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