BabyBalmainn - Isolated lyrics

Yeah I just be isolated trying to tell them

They say that I be dropping my songs
And disappearing but I just be isolated
That's the only way that I'm gone make it
Only way that I'm gone make it
Lots of pressure in this game but I
Had to learn to take it
This shit was built for the kid
That’s for sure ain’t no mistaking
Like a book I keep that paper
Got her hook she call me Mater
Give no fuck now bout’ no hater
In a dark room me
My thoughts and a bottle of Henny
Trying to be great but they won’t let me
No, the hate won’t let me

Talk bout’ socially distant
I done been cut ties with the world
If they wake the beast inside I’m
A have to give them hell
Say I got a savage heart below
Freezing could give you chills
They want to hear the truth but
Really they can’t handle nothing real
Cause I’m too real
Younging from the gutta gutta
That’s my brother even though we
Got two different mothers
Pray to God that he protect
Both of my younger brothers
Praise to God we made it out the struggle

They say that I be dropping my songs
And disappearing but I just be isolated
That's the only way that I'm gone make it
Only way that I'm gone make it
Lots of pressure in this game but I
Had to learn to take it
This shit was built for the kid
That’s for sure ain’t no mistaking
Like a book I keep that paper
Got her hook she call me Mater
Give no fuck now bout’ no hater
In a dark room me
My thoughts and a bottle of Henny
Trying to be great but they won’t let me
No, the hate won’t let me

The hate won’t let me be great
Got the bag now the leeches jumping
Up all on the plate
I ride by the mile lil boy
I had to call a play
Is you gone stand by your word I
See the cap all in your face
I kept a stack in crunch time they
Know I be passing them dimes
I be a grown nigga boy they
Better play with they child
Gone see that bad side of me
There ain’t no laughing and smiling
Cause in one call gang gone be wilding
Only one thing we ever really
Wanted that’s the money
Plus the hunnies that’s a bonus
Real talk keep them coming
Sitting down on your ass day
To day result to nothing
So remember get your bag up
Nigga quit the fronting

They say that I be dropping my songs
And disappearing but I just be isolated
That's the only way that I'm gone make it
Only way that I'm gone make it
Lots of pressure in this game but I
Had to learn to take it
This shit was built for the kid
That’s for sure ain’t no mistaking
Like a book I keep that paper
Got her hook she call me Mater
Give no fuck now bout’ no hater
In a dark room me
My thoughts and a bottle of Henny
Trying to be great but they won’t let me
No, the hate won’t let me