Storma - Alone

Yea... yeah
Smoking gas got me up in my zone
I'm A dog, so I gave her A bone
30 clip and you know that it's long
These n****'s bitches, yea they be wearing thongs
No help, did it all on my own
Fans cross the country singing my songs
Sometimes i be feeling alone, sometimes I be wishing I'm gone
They never thought I would be on
Yeah I'm flexin' cause my pockets on strong
Smoking woods , Not out of a bong
Good gas got me up onna moon
Florida boy, yea I'm up on the hills
Designer be giving yo bitch the chills
Sending packs out the vacuum seal
Green beam so you know it's A Go
I'm chasing money I ain't chasing a hoe
Ina fast lane , you going slow
Got jammed up and they say you told!
Free my nigga lil mexico , still trappin' out the Texaco
Got niggas that's moving coke
Need benji's I Don't need no new friends
God forgive me for my life of sin
Spin the block, then I spin it Again
Got a Glock and it came with a twin
I'm bussin', Off of the pill's I'm bussin'
Hunnid' round drum percussion,
Ain't with the fightin' or fussin'
Walked with the stick to the function
Off the lean I cannot function
I mean, I am now leanin'
Off the codeine yeah I'm dreamin'
(Yeah)
Yea... yeah
Smoking gas got me up in my zone
I'm A dog, so I gave her A bone
30 clip and you know that its long
These n****'s bitches, yea they be wearing thongs
No help, did it all on my own
Fans cross the country singing my songs
Sometimes I be feeling alone, sometimes I be wishing I'm gone

Written by:
ian Lampkin

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