When I'm all alone on my own by my lonesome And there ain't a single another soul around I wanna dig into my guitar bend a blues riff that hangs Over everything When I'm by myself and it's daytime 'cause down-under Or wherever it is I live when it's evening You know I speed read the morning news and come up with my own little song also Too (Wooh) When I step outside to a beautiful morning Where the trees are all wagging, my hair flag waving The scenery raging, my life love cascading and the smog hangs Over everything When I'm outside in a real good mood You could almost forget about all the other things Like a big old ominous cloud in my periphery Eh eh, ah ah ah, oh, eh eh eh Don't wanna talk about it Simultaneous I shout it When I was young I liked to hear music blaring And I wasn't caring to neuter my jams with earplugs But these days I inhabitate a high-pitched ring over things So these days I plug 'em up When I'm strugglin with my songs I do the same thing too And then I crunch 'em up in headphones, 'cause why wouldn't you? You could say: I hear you on several levels at high decibels Over everything When I'm all alone on my own by myself And there ain't a single another one around I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs Over everything Don't wanna talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Over everything Talk about it Don't wanna talk Don't wanna talk Ain't nobody wanna talk about it Don't wanna Don't wanna talk about it, about it They don't wanna, oh they They don't wanna talk about it No, they don't wanna Talk about it, about it Oooh ooh ooh

I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on it girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time waiting Go down on me girl, I'm running out of patience My name is Artist, I can draw shit She be all up in my phone, she just wanna start shit She will not leave me alone till I take her shopping Louis bag with a stash and her Birkin wallet Yeah, let's go on a baecation Baby, we can go to Vegas and change locations Don't you worry bout a hater, they gon' keep hating They sendin' shots, I just dodge like I'm in the Matrix Used to school park in the Uber Now we taking flights, spending nights in Aruba I hope we can do a lot of things, fuck the rumors On the beach, Henny Coladas in the cooler All the hoes gon' follow, understand that If you end up heart broken I didn't plan that I wanna take you so far I don't know where to begin at Baby girl at least you know where my head at So, I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on me girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time Go down on me girl, I know you want I could put you on, I won't do you wrong baby You know what you're doing, I just hope you don't play me Louis Vuitton don, you know I be going crazy Go to San Juan, put you on the front page and If they hate girl, fuck 'em they can stay hating You can whip the Benzi, let 'em watch us racing and When they hear me on the radio station They gon' wish they was you but I ain't replacing My bitch so expensive She listen to me but she never listen They tried to push me off my pivot but I'm never tripping She never bitch and love to kick it, Rose sipping I fuck with you but girl don't get it twisted It's money over everything so I be getting chicken I'm hard to get with so they never got the cash, be slipping Put you on a private jet, fuck a plane ticket So, I took her on a baecation She fell in love with the way I tasted I fell in love with the way she take it Go down on me girl, I know you wanna taste it I took her on a baecation We ain't even really dating I spent a long time Go down on me girl, I know you want

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na I think them niggas is scared of us They flexing but only for cameras I embarrass 'em If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us? Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain, I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison These niggas ain't catching up to us I swear these niggas need stamina I broke her heart in a paragraph, turned to a thottie to care it up Now that bitch feel so embarrassing Diamonds be dancing, I blur it up Your shit is fake, you can't swear to it I know you fronting, you panicking, I get dressed up like a mannequin Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it's so embarrassing I put this beat on my body list Metro a beast, yeah he bodied it, they tried to give me a stylist I told 'em I'm good, yo you wylin' I got sick of wearing Versace, I want red bottoms Don't let me get in a fight with 'em One of them spikes and I might hit him I'm from the jungle, say that you fuck with gorillas I know that you niggas be lying I gotta stay humble, that's why I fuck with the realest I swear I put that on the Bible You stuck in your feelings, say I'm fucking on your bitch And you should've never ever wifed her That's word to my mother, if a nigga take my bitch, fuck it I'ma find another lover, we flex on each other Cuban dripping on my wrist, I could put whatever on the other That's word to my mother I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison You gotta be kidding me Most of my shit come from Italy, W up, make 'em sick of me Ice on my pinky too glittery Pass on a show, it ain't shit to me I keep a blicky, just in case a nigga with me ain't with me And I see a enemy, everything litty Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky Them cookies be hitting Beam came with the strap, ladder hanging off of that Yeah I get too attatched I ain't fucking with the Act', I be tripping off of that I'ma keep it a stack Mike Amiri's on me stretch But I'm holding all this bread, I'ma keep me a bag They was saying I was next Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison Ain't no comparison Fuck it, it ain't no comparison Look at my chain, it's embarrassing I'm flexing on 'em, embarrassing Flexing on 'em, so embarrassing Look at my chain, it's embarrassing If Young Metro don't trust, you I'm gon' shoot you

I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet 'bout it, we could speak 'bout it if you really, really with me Growin' up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah And if you really my nigga, word to mother, we gon' split it 50-50, yeah (JoeFromYO) They call me a SoundCloud boy, they stealin' my sound now, boy I feel like I'm really the king in my city, I got the crown now, boy Two .38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys Don't play with me, .38 on me, and I'm feelin' so, so special Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really coulda left you Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri, yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven You can have family ties, all rats gotta die, you can still be a dub if you tellin' And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub, fuck it, just knock off his melon I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please (oh, please) Yeah, they don't know I'm really odee ('dee) Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese (cheese) Just free the real until they all free (mm) Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh, Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, mmm-mmm Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom, I don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hmm-mmm Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezin', hmm-mmm, go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh-uh Chain lookin' like a hockey puck, hmm, like a freezer, hmm You told me never say never, then you told me you would never get me set up (yeah) But love is a set-up already, shoulda said, "I love you" to a Bentley (mmm) I know niggas that ain't even graduate can't leave the country, they felons already But fuck it, at least they know better, any nigga could tell ain't no tellin' I done seen niggas tell on they brother, 'em niggas was there for you when you were strugglin' I done seen niggas love on they bitch and go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dick And you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your money, watch who you get money with And don't you compete with your own gang, no, don't you go be on no funny shit 'Cause niggas'll tell on they whole gang 'cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah) I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas (yeah) Got a closet with nothin' but fly shit, trendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah-yeah I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it if you really, really with me Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary Prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh-uh Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh-uh Lamborghini car keys, vroom-vroom