VETERAN (feat. Ken Carson) - Destroy Lonely

Ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) Ooh, woah-woah-woah-woah Yeah, yeah Ooh, yeah (I just told Richie we rich) I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Tryna change my life) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Right, yeah) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I (Phew) This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (No, no, no, no) It's on sight, yeah It's on sight, uh We'll snatch your homeboy if you're tryna hide, yeah Lower your tone, boy, I ain't tryna hype (Phew) I got the strap on a tomboy, she ain't tryna fight (Yeah, yeah) They tryna keep track of the convoy, we've been runnin' lights I was just in the back of the homebase stashin' the china white (Yeah) Fuckin' with opium, she got addicted (Yeah) She got psyked (Psyked) Fuck it, let's go again, pour up, roll up (Yeah) I don't get tired (No-no-no-no) This is it, this is the life (Yeah) This is it, how I'ma die (Yeah) This is it, how I'ma slide (Yeah) Keep the blick by my side (Yeah) Keep a bitch, she gon' ride (Ooh) Keep the thing, I ain't got time (No) Goin' sick, ain't showin' no signs (Oh) Check the fit, one-of-one designs Yeah, this shit just different I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah, phew) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Yeah) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Me) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Yeah) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Yeah) I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (This shit big) Yeah, I'm a KelTec-toter (Buh) Pull up and I'll smoke ya (Psh) In London with Lancey, I just might poke ya (Grrt, brrat) But I'm in Atlanta right now, I got that blower (Got that blower) See me with Opium, she say I'm 'bout to go up (Go up, go up) In the back of her throat, I swear she 'bout to throw up (Throw up) And I swear her ass so fat I would hit from the back, you know I'll bloat it (I'll bloat it) I've been fuckin' on all these hoes I'm undefeated just like Floyd (Buh-buh, Floyd) I ain't scared of no opp-ass nigga What's up with me, yeah, you already know it (You already know it) I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Tryna change my life) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Right, yeah) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Air) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Air) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Dead) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Dead) I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I (I ride the Rolls-Royce) This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (This shit big) (Boy) I'm in the air, oh (I'm in the air) I'm in the air, oh (I'm in the air) I leave 'em dead, yeah (I leave 'em dead) I leave 'em dead, ooh (I leave 'em dead)

(Rok on the track, yeah), yeah This that murder music I let that choppa sing and they listen to it My bitch, she like to get high, yeah, we gettin' booted I pop a Perc' and sip my drank, yeah, now I'm zooted I'm a superstar, yeah, I live my life like a movie I drive foreign cars and fuck bad bitches, yeah, I get to it I buy a bitch a brand-new bag, yeah, when I get bored And that lil' bitch keep callin' me dad 'cause he can't afford it I swear I could've been a dad, but I made that bitch abort it That was back when I was down bad, now the young nigga worth a fortune Hell nah, you can't be my BM, that's just like extortion Hell nah, lil' bitch can't put me on no child support Make a bitch take a Plan B before I let a bitch take me to court Yeah, we gettin' too much cash, lil' bitch, but you a know a young nigga want more Damn, this freak ho water wet, I think I need a new surfboard Yeah, I keep it a hundred thousand, young nigga, I ain't telling stories Yeah, I spend a couple thousand every time I walk up in that store Yeah, I might blow a couple thousand on that bitch 'cause she a pretty whore Yeah, this ain't the regular Lamb', lil' bitch, yeah, this Aventador Yeah, and we havin' sticks for ham niggas 'cause we don't fuck with pork Yeah, I might smoke an opp nigga, shawty, but I don't fuck with 'Ports Yeah, I spotted an opp in the party, told lil' bro, "Lock the door" I upped my MAC and I told the pussy nigga, "Get on the floor Give me them racks, give me that watch, bitch, it ain't yours no more" I got this bitch with an OnlyFans, yeah, she a super whore She'll do whatever for them bands, that's why she mi amor Hell yeah, she mine for sure (yeah) This that murder music I let that choppa sing and they listen to it My bitch, she like to get high, yeah, we gettin' booted I pop a Perc' and sip my drank, yeah, now I'm zooted I'm a superstar, yeah, I live my life like a movie I drive foreign cars and fuck bad bitches, yeah, I get to it I buy a bitch a brand-new bag, yeah, when I get bored And that lil' bitch keep callin' me dad 'cause he can't afford it I swear I could've been a dad, but I made that bitch abort it That was back when I was down bad, now the young nigga worth a fortune Hell nah, you can't be my BM, that's just like extortion Hell nah, lil' bitch can't put me on no child support Make a bitch take a Plan B before I let a bitch take me to court (Rok on the track, yeah)

Brrat, hey Brrat, brrat Yeah, ayy-ayy, brrat Yeah, I'm on shit (okay, okay) Yeah, I'm on shit (go) I was taking trips to LA, tryna hit (hit) That money getting spent (fah) I'm on shit (yeah) Hoes on me, they think I'm the shit (I'm the shit, let's go) I'ma keep it player (yeah) Come through popping shit off, hell yeah (hell yeah, yeah) I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (won't catch me there, go) I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care), uh Don't give a fuck about them (yeah) No, we not living like them Flex, like I'm at a gym (yeah) I'm really feeling like him (yeah) I don't got time for nobody (go) Fashion all on my body (let's go) Action, niggas outside (go) Nigga pull up, nigga slide (slide) Nigga pull up, nigga slide (slide) Nigga pull up, nigga slide (yeah) Nigga pull up, nigga slide (yeah) Nigga pull up, nigga slide (go) I know it's gon' be alright (go) I don't believe in the hype (nah, nah) Remember that money was tight (yeah) And then that boy money got right (yeah) Yeah, I'm on shit (yeah, shit) I was taking trips to LA, tryna hit (hit) That money getting spent (okay, okay, fah) I'm on shit (graah, go) Hoes on me, they think I'm the shit (shit, go) I'ma keep it player (brah) Come through popping shit off, hell yeah (hell yeah, yeah) I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (won't catch me there, no) I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care) Uh, I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't give a damn (uh) I gotta dropped that bag, 'cause I know all my boys go h.a.m (uh) I'm in LA, fuckin' on model bitches, tryna catch it on cam (uh) These niggas, they hate because I got all of this and they still sellin' grams And I got a MILF bitch with a Lamb' (ooh) She wanna fuck, I'm like, "Yes, ma'am" I'm swagging it up, I'm feeling like Bam My Glocky untucked, no, my shit don't jam I don't give a fuck, I don't give a damn If a nigga try me, better watch his whole fam I got demons by me and they ready to blam I been taxin' these niggas, feel like Uncle Sam In L.A. everyday, like I play for the Rams Yeah, I'm on shit (shit, go) I was taking trips to LA, tryna hit (hit) That money getting spent (okay, fah) I'm on shit (grrah, go) Hoes on me, they think I'm the shit (bwaa, shit, go) I'ma keep it player (bwaa) Come through popping shit off, hell yeah (hell yeah, yeah) I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (won't catch me there, go) I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care, go), uh Go

Yeah, *cough*, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah The way she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way that she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way that she move, the way that she move, the way that she move I think I'm fallin' in love with you Fеndi, Gucci, Prada, anything for you Balenciaga, yeah, yeah, on hеr boot AR-15, on me right now, I'm ready to shoot Yeah, I'm ready to shoot Yeah, I'm ready to go They say he had that bread and then we turned him into toast I fuck on these hoes with the same energy I rock these shows with And I ain't never gotta reload because I'm always overloaded Lil' boy, you so broke, you better sell your soul 'cause you ain't ever sold shit I'm always catchin' plays, ayy, ayy, just like a goalie Chrome Hearts on my wrist, ayy, this a Rollie VV-VV, bust down, this bitch frozen Like a wide receiver, I had your ho wide open Hell nah, I don't need her, I just want her for the moment If you ain't ready to die 'bout me right now, leave me alone then I be locked out, huh, and I be zoned in I mean I be locked in and zoned out I meant to text you back, huh, but I forgot If I wanted to see her face, I would have flew her out I'm havin' birds in the trap, I feel like Travis Scott Yeah, the way lil' shawty movin', huh, I can't believe my eyes She ain't got no waist but she got perfect titties and some thighs I don't know if I want her or her right now, I can't decide They said if you lyin' then you flyin', bitch, I'm fly Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm fly, yeah, look up in the sky, yeah It's not a plane, it's not a bird It's X-Man, bitch, fuck what ya heard I'm on cloud nine right now, that's why my words slurred If niggas try me and my gang, yeah, yeah, we ready to purge The way lil' shawty movin', yeah, yeah, I need her The way lil' shawty movin', huh, she got me lost for words And I don't know what's worse, my ambitions or my grim thoughts about her She asked me why my cross upside down, I told her I'm cursed (Cursed) The way she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way that she move, the way that she move, the way that she move The way that she move, the way that she move, the way that she move I think I'm fallin' in love with you Fendi, Gucci, Prada, anything for you Balenciaga, yeah, yeah, on her boot AR-15, on me right now, I'm ready to shoot

Water water on the seeds To my left they rose and leaf To my right cross seven seas Maybe maybe they'll stay true My seeds will cross and then take root And leave you to an empty room Lonely lonely that is you Lonely lonely that is you Paper paper obsolete How will you reach out to me I thought you'd ask me not to leave Lonely lonely that is me Lonely lonely that is me Distance makes the heart grow weak So that the mouth can barely speak Except to those who hide their needs And I have read the golden seal That tells of how the seedlings feel Reminds my heart what love can yield By my only things are clear Baby boy I'm staying here Lonely lonely that was you Lonely and so untrue