Drae Sativ - U NOT ALONE

Say, ain't none bigger than me, I'm the bank
Live my life with no law, Ima' take what I take
Now I'm taking the charger, no telling it's safe
I put 36 hours in straight, no break
Whole lotta' hoes, I'm not knowing their names
I fill up on the gas, I don't know where to place it
Whole lotta' cash I can't fit in the frame
Huh, I embrace
Yea, I'm knowing
I put that shit on like I'm knowing
Look at me, I'm not normal
If you see the keys on the tables, I bought em'
No time for stories, no storage
Brand new kit, new K and it's soaring
I bet you see the bank but you don't see extortion
I take your bank and I help you look for it
I'm bout' to shoot shit, Tory
Say now the evidence gone just like Nemo and Dory
Most of these niggas just clones, they boring
Now I bet I ran up ten sum by the morning
Now these niggas banged up so they had to abort it
And I'm straight outta' Africa, that's where I'm touring
Double up, back to back we scoring
Talk, put a band up on it
Top of the key, Robert Horry
I came in fast, my performance
Hey, I'm having shit my way and I called it
I'm having shit my way and I told her
I'm getting stoned, wearing a bolder
I'm getting stoned, while I'm wearing a bolder
Everybody got cold, I gave em' the shoulder
I told em' pour some
I see your problems piling up, you not alone sir
I got to back door, back door, back door niggas get closer
You gotta' be crazy if you think my bitch got her face on a poster
I got my bitch going crazy, she walking down, no roadster
If the pigs ask me to identify my bitch, swear don't know her
Pass the cup, I ain't driving no boat
Every month getting better, I'm getting more hope
I been ready, spaghetti, build shit off the dome
That's a lil' bitty dub for that Dolce cologne
Made some racks, alone just dope
2500 and I just left the store
And I just spent a 20, don't think that I'm broke
Niggas fucked up, they dropped the soap
Cadillac truck now I'm in that mode
All black everything and my fit chrome
Now I cracked the pint before shit even sold
Say straight bout' the business, the bag is my bone
Smoke it all up, all extra smoke
Pack it all up, stuck on the road
Niggas asked me where the money went?
We spent it, no pity
They treated me a lil' different, I said it's ok but I will not forget it
That shit on me always like I got it embedded on me
I see your problems piling up, you not alone sir
I got to back door, back door, back door niggas get closer

Written by:
William Blose

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