Ryder - All Alone (feat. Skepta, Dré Six) lyrics

Skepta

Ryder

Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧

Dré Six

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[Ryder - All Alone feat. Skepta, Dré Six lyrics]

I'm a long, long way from home
But you know I stay by my phone
In the T, I'm all alone, yeah, yeah
On the streets, I'm with my bros
Time just passes by

Lately, I've been thinkin' 'bout those times
When I wasn't servin' no weed or white
Yeah, yeah, and now I'm multiplyin' and I'm gettin' off the curb
It's crazy I'm still supplyin' even though I got previous, yeah

We had to skim stones
On phones with monophonic ringtones
Can't blame it on the skin tone
I'm just an entrepreneur
Told my mother what I wanted for her
I'm outside tryna bring it home
Biggest Smoke, did the launch party at the Hippodrome
Cah life's a gamble, stop actin' like you didn't know
I remember I used to pray for money
Now I'm prayin' I stay alive 'til my kids are grown


Son of the soil, got my hands dirty
I learned to dance in the rain, got a man sturdy
We lost a couple soldiers, it's been a mad journey
How you gangster online? How you bang QWERTY?
Mum told me, "Manners maketh the man"
Yo, this ain't a rap lyric, these are teachings of the land
I'm lookin' at the puzzle with the pieces in my hand
I'm never givin' up, boy, you know we're stickin'
To the plan and that's true

Feeling good and livin' better
I'm on the roads in any weather
When I was broke I had to get up and get my grind
I set up shop, I'm giving testers
Ten toes or the Vespa
I'll do the time, that's if I'm ever banged to rights

I'm a long, long way from home
But you know I stay by my phone
In the T, I'm all alone, yeah, yeah
On the streets, I'm with my bros
Time just passes by

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