6obby - lonely lyrics
[6obby - lonely lyrics]
So I smoke all this dope
Then I stare down at my phone
Know what's up, not low
I'm just feeling so alone i'm so lonely
I just want someone who won't
Just switch up on me
But I know that I won't find a friend
I'm not expecting nothing, ayy
Smokin' so much to the point I can't think
Stressin' my mind, double G's on my waist
Workin' so much, give a fuck what you think
Smokin' a blunt, take it right to the brain
Man, my whole life I've been feelin' insane
Rolling a blunt, smoke this shit in the rain
Clearin' my mind with a blunt to my face
Mixin' that rum, now it got a good taste
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely
So I sit, and I'm thinkin'
And I might just smoke a spliff
Staying up 'til three am
Mayne, this ain't no way to live
I just want to find a friend
But I ain't got much to give
Mixin' up this fuckin' Henny
'Cause I like the way it taste
Catch me cruisin' in this foreign
With these tears down my face
Yeah, got this iPhone 7
Couple bands around my waist
But I ain't happy man
I think that I'm going insane
So I smoke a few blunts
Then I sleep away the pain, yeah
Then I wake up and still no texts
I just smoke two Backwoods
Steady thinkin' bout no texts
Then I wake up and there's still no texts
I just smoke two Backwoods, steady
Thinkin' bout no texts, yeah
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely
Then I stare down at my phone
Know what's up, not low
I'm just feeling so alone i'm so lonely
I just want someone who won't
Just switch up on me
But I know that I won't find a friend
I'm not expecting nothing, ayy
Smokin' so much to the point I can't think
Stressin' my mind, double G's on my waist
Workin' so much, give a fuck what you think
Smokin' a blunt, take it right to the brain
Man, my whole life I've been feelin' insane
Rolling a blunt, smoke this shit in the rain
Clearin' my mind with a blunt to my face
Mixin' that rum, now it got a good taste
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely
So I sit, and I'm thinkin'
And I might just smoke a spliff
Staying up 'til three am
Mayne, this ain't no way to live
I just want to find a friend
But I ain't got much to give
Mixin' up this fuckin' Henny
'Cause I like the way it taste
Catch me cruisin' in this foreign
With these tears down my face
Yeah, got this iPhone 7
Couple bands around my waist
But I ain't happy man
I think that I'm going insane
So I smoke a few blunts
Then I sleep away the pain, yeah
Then I wake up and still no texts
I just smoke two Backwoods
Steady thinkin' bout no texts
Then I wake up and there's still no texts
I just smoke two Backwoods, steady
Thinkin' bout no texts, yeah
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely
I be rollin' Backwoods
Stuff that shit up with some purple weed
I be counting money in some Polo
But I'm feelin' lonely lonely, lonely
I'm feeling lonely lonely, lonely, lonely