Feel All Alone

Lately been focused, I'm grindin' and workin' The devil been tryna distract me I love me some paper, and keep me a burna Been runnin' it up like a track meet They won't catch me slippin', I stay with my forty A nigga try me, Ima clap heat They took Pablo from me, that shit hurt me dearly I shoulda been right on that back seat You got some hurt, well I got some hurt too Wit a death date coming like curfew Controlling emotions can turn to a virtue As time go by, you'll thin out yo circle Needa pat on the back, ain't no nigga gone burp you Take all yo L's, yea right to the chin And for my lil brudda, I bet I'll go sit for a hunnit Be damned if I make amends They ain't wanna hear us, I had to be patient They ain't like my rhymes, so I had to start crankin' In mama garage, I ain't have me no basement Just pain in my eyes, so that dope what I'm facin' Bro told me make it, so hope got me racin' I'm strivin' to put all my people on This hurt in my heart, and if you got some too Ain't no shame yo game, then just sing along Lately I'm out and I feel all alone Don't nobody know what I go through I feel like this pain is just killin' me slow I be thinkin' like damn, what would Blo do And plus I been grippin' on more tools Cuz the way they did bro, it was so cruel One blunt not enough, it don't get all the hurt Just to keep it inside, Ima roll two Put that cape on my back, just to save all my people I'm turnin' shit up, feel like Goku Wit this mic in my hand, I can't fold under pressure I'm hopin' to get me like four coupes Escapin' a place where they soul chew If they seen what I saw, they'll fold foo I come from a exit where niggas get deadly And they'll tip the pot over old stew Lately I'm out and I feel all alone Don't nobody know what I go through I feel like this pain is just killin' me slow I be thinkin' like damn, what would Blo do And plus I been grippin' on more tools Cuz the way they did bro, it was so cruel One blunt not enough, it don't get all the hurt Just to keep it inside, Ima roll two Stood frontline when shit got tragic For my blood I'm giving out caskets But lately I been seeing madness Give it to God, or should I get active Maintaining my focus but I can't grasp it Inside I feel like crashing Shit I'm grown now I gotta think past it But we don't condone that shit they flaggin Catch him in traffic, pants down, lackin' Soon as we draw down, man down, pack him Niggas be tweetin' But they don't do the math on what come wit it, and what come after Know Ima slide, you ain't gotta ask it Check a nigga temp, we gon see what's crackin' Smoke that I want don't come from a chimney or blunt But this gun got every attachment Lately I'm out and I feel all alone Don't nobody know what I go through I feel like this pain is just killin' me slow I be thinkin' like damn, what would Blo do And plus I been grippin' on more tools Cuz the way they did bro, it was so cruel One blunt not enough, it don't get all the hurt Just to keep it inside, Ima roll two