Markus B. - Nobody (Solo Dolo)

Sometimes
I feel like the world
Against me
So I stick to myself
Solo...Dolo
I don't need nobody
No friends
No significant other
Or next of kin
People say they got
Ya' back to the end
But in Reality
They don't want you to win
I be so high
But so low (Solo)
I ride with my pistol
By my side dolo
Watch over
Me lord cause
I don't know
Niggas plotting
And i'ma let this bitch blow
I carry myself different
A1 with my appearance
Usually yeah im cool but bitch
I'm with that ignorance
Jump stupid Nigga jump
Stupid nigga jump
And I bet on everything
Yo' dumb ass gone get chumped
If you with me and you Riding
Then cool its all love
And if you aint then it's cool
Cause I don't give a muthafuck
That go for er'body
Family, Friends, and even my girl
Born alone die alone when
I leave this fucking world
Don't disrespect BR,
You’ll get Checked in BR,
Bitch i rep BR,
Fuck 'round and meet yo
Death in BR
That's why i ride with
A .40 and a stick
(Ride Nigga ride)
My Mission is to cock back
Aim and don't miss
(Boom I Ay)
My patnuh say
Go get a chopper my nigga
Aint no aiming
It's like i'm hitting the
Carlton dance
By how my arms swanging
(Swanging that bitch)
I know I'ma Good dude
In a world that's fucked up
Only god who i can trust
And me to let this bitch bust
I don't need nobody
No friends
No significant other
Or next of kin
People say
They got ya back
To the end
But in reality
They dont want you to win
I be so high
But so low (Solo)
I ride with my pistol
By my side dolo
Watch Over me lord cause
I don't know
Niggas plotting
And ima let this bitch blow
When you call niggas out
They act surprised
The bitch in them show
Afraid to look you in your eyes
But Once it's identified
They full of lies
You minimize & sever ties
It's best to compartmentalize
And fuck whoever Villainize
Red eyes what i'm left with
Cause she raised up and left me
Felt I lost my best win but
I would’ve lost if She kept me
\This my next wind (Win)
I'm colder with this pressure
On my shoulder
Walking in strutting clutching
Now Who wanna get fucked over
My higher power walking with me
But i'm walking with my tool
Cause niggas push Boundaries
Don't respect a mans rules
Different faces different years
Always yelling in my ear
How they trill how They real
But don't know what the meaning is
Let me tell you out the gate bitch ya fake
It's plenty millions of 'em
Who populate the 50 states
I say fuck 'em all
They wont catch you if you fall
And for my doubters
Fuck remaining Humble
I'ma BALL muthafucka ball
I don't need nobody
No friends
No significant other or next of kin
People say they got ya back to the end
But in reality they dont want you to win
I be so high But so low (Solo)
I ride with my pistol by my side dolo
Watch over me lord cause I don't know
Niggas plotting And ima let this bitch blow
If he try to play you like a hoe
Let that bitch blow
Don't trust no nigga
Don't trust nan hoe
If she ain't down for ya
Let that bitch go
You dont need no nigga
You dont need nan hoe (Run it back nigga)
I'm on the edge nigga
I'm on The edge nigga
(If he try to play you like a hoe let that bitch blow)
I'm on that ledge nigga
I'm on that ledge Nigga
(Don't trust no nigga don't trust nan hoe)
So gon' head nigga so gon' head nigga
(If she ain't down for ya)
Bitch you stupid
I'll bust yo muthafucking head nigga
(Let that bitch go you don't need no nigga you don't need Nan Hoe)
My higher power watch over me
Be my eyes in these streets
Be my eyes to see deceit
Be my eyes so I can see who
Really got my back ya know
Take those who seek to destroy what
I build Out of sight
And Out of mind
Cause I Cant Let you get mine
Ya feel me? Amen

Written by:
MARKUS BROWN

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