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by my lonely

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[Intro] Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name You know ‘em by their work name, I know ‘em by their birth name Type of weight make a man stand on principle Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle [Chorus] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real) [Verse 1] Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I’m not one of them General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me Sweaty sheets, jumpin’ up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale Watchin’ the cameras If you can deal with the smell, dealin’ with paraphernal’ Weight in the pale, keepin’ ‘em off of the trail Texture up under my nails Storm comin’, bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell [Chorus] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real) [Verse 2] Sick and tired of my phone ringin’, workin’ that bitch, I’m takin’ a call (Hello) Workin’ with bricks, I’m drivin’ a car, (Killer) got my body hard Big ol’ stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard Heavy metal in my section, I’m controllin’, I’m in charge It’s the heavily respected, I’ll take a bitch to war Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run Give a fuck ‘bout your Chanel (I don’t) I’m tied in with the mayor (Achoo) Go sit down, went to jail I’m part of the cartel I’m a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’ And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums [Chorus] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

Vertaling

[Intro] Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name Jij kent ze bij hun werknaam, ik ken ze bij hun geboortenaam Soort van gewicht maakt een man staan op principe Vermoord jezelf maar krijg je hele familie in elkaar geslagen uit principe [refrein] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Eenzaam) I had to make a few bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, ik wil je homie niet zijn (For real) [Verse 1] Ja, Speaker Knockerz, Ik heb net besteld, Ik heb er honderd binnen Hou de mop, kijk uit hoe je tegen me praat, bitch, ik ben niet één van hen General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me Zweterige lakens, springend uit mijn slaap, dit is hoe we moeten gaan eten Veiligheidsspeld per stuk, cocaïnehars vastgeplakt aan de zijkant van de weegschaal Watchin’ the cameras If you can deal with the smell, dealin’ with paraphernal’ Weight in the pale, keepin’ ‘em off of the trail Texture up under my nails Storm op komst, bond geld, onvermijdelijk dat je in een cel zit [refrein] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Eenzaam) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, ik wil je homie niet zijn (For real) [Verse 2] Ziek en moe van mijn telefoon rinkelen, werken die bitch, ik neem een gesprek (Hello) Workin’ with bricks, I’m drivin’ a car, (Killer) got my body hard Big ol’ stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard Heavy metal in mijn sectie, I’m controllin’, I’m in charge It’s the heavily respected, I’ll take a bitch to war Bitch, ik heb steppers in mijn sectie, lichamen op hun vuurwapens Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms C-C-Carbon met een trommel, tijger, je probeert niet te vluchten Give a fuck ‘about your Chanel (I don’t) I’m tied in with the mayor (Achoo) Ga zitten, ik ga naar de gevangenis Ik ben deel van het kartel. I’m a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’ En we baden van kruimels, Ik ben opgegroeid in de sloppenwijken [refrein] I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Eenzaam) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely) Fuck nigga, ik wil je homie niet zijn (For real)