Tyler, The Creator - Lone lyrics

So, what's going on, Wolf? Talk to me
Man people worry we hearing
Stories about you getting
Into fights and all this
Unnecessary bullshit it's Wh
What's on your mind? Talk to me, i'm here

Domo, roll another one
I'm just fuckin' with you
I ain't smokin' none
My squad bring terror, no intended pun
(Wolf Gang, nigga)
Merch booth made niggas extensive funds
(Paid)
Mama got the Rover with the Range (yeah)
She don't ever ever gotta struggle, not again
(Nigga)
And I put that on my dead grandmama's name
(Rest in peace) too soon (yeah)

Ugh, my nigga Slater


Yeah that's my little pony
Little homies is repping like I
Been fucking with Kony
Nigga, Phillip and Kobi
To my niggas that know me
Your boy seem happy as fuck, but truthfully
Your boy lonely
Nigga's a target for marketing
He's an artist can't even walk into Target
Without bothering customers bothering
Asking me for a picture
Can I talk to they sister?
Nah, nigga, get lost
You're fucking smothering
God, I wanna quit, but I can't
'Cause mother and sister can't pay the rent
Four stories with storage
I'm 21 with a mortgage
And touring's paying the bills
Life is paying for thrills
Life's a bitch, bruh, but from
The third floor, man, she's gorgeous
A year ago I was broke now
How can I afford this?
I started off with disposables now
I have an assortment
And I'm using these negatives
To develop a portrait
Now, the frame is a pain in the ass
To get it in without a scratch
Or stain on the glass
But that's not important
Just as long as it's printed
And I hinted it is
But when I get it I'll make
Sure you get a copy, you bitch
Shit, I'll even add a signature
With the fuckin' pic-a ture
I'll even tell you the film I used
And the aperture domo, roll another one
I'm just fuckin' with you
I ain't smokin' none
My squad bring terror, no intended pun
(Wolf Gang, nigga)
Merch booth made niggas extensive funds
(Paid)
Mama got the Rover with the Range (yeah)
She don't ever ever gotta struggle, not again
(Nigga)
And I put that on my dead grandmama's name
(Rest in peace) too soon (yeah)

Grandmother died, didn't cry, not a tear
Not gonna lie, fucking weird
No water dripped out the eye
But when I got the news, yup
It left your boy stuck
'Cause when my mom dipped
She was the one that gave me a fuck
Mom calling and calling
I'm on my way to a show
I answer, she crying, saying
"Sadie is dying" the doc said she only had a
Week for us to speak before she deceased
'cause cancer was just eating her cheeks up
Fuck! Nah, this is really awkward for me
Bruh
I hang the phone up, and adjust my seat back
And started to think, like
"What the fuck just happened?"
I never had a death
And I just seen her a week ago
Meet them at the hospital, I should
In between the set of BADBADNOTGOOD
Lionel asked what happened I
Said it's bad bad, not good
Just take me to the
Cedars-Sinai off of Oakwood
Getting there, family sitting center chair
Awkward in the lobby
It was floating in the thinning air
Getting there
Need a sticker saying how I got in there
There's her room open up the curtain, she's
Just sitting there, "Hello"
Our conversation's brief
Couldn't even make eye contact when we speak
Lookin' at her
You could tell all she had was weak
And I'm not talkin' days, bruh
I'm talkin' 'bout her strength
I sat there, 20 minutes tops
Hoping it was just a fucking
Plea that she could cop she died that night
Oh, that's heavy, man i'm sorry for your loss
Yeah, whatever don't worry about it
The last time I seen Sammy
He was lookin' for you
Fuck that nigga, Samuel!
Uhh, have you seen him?
Nah, but if I seen that
Nigga I woulda killed him