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Loner Video (MV)




Performed By: Backwood Q
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Quaveien Thomas




Backwood Q - Loner Lyrics




I feel like
Everybody just turned on me
I might as well smoke my weed
My mind gone and I can't even think
Yeah yeaaah
My heart cold I think I need a mink
She priceless, she think she need a ring
I like you but I know I gotta leave

I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada
I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada

I could really show you how it go
Gotta walk home wit the gat
Way before you get home
I grew up wit no dad
He was locked up in the bowl
If you run in wit a mask
You will never see parole
I know turbo gone be happy
When he see me doing shows
Big Backwood
Blow the smoke up out her nose
Running wit the sack
Running back buffalo
Check my flow
I done found a different mode
Better listen to the words
And you find the G code

Backwood really be schemin
She tried to show me love I don't need it
If I tell you that I love you then I mean it
She just wanna have my kids get the seamin
I ball every Sunday Willie Beamin
I'm tired of waking up when I'm dreamin
I fw you but I gotta fight my Demons

I feel like
Everybody just turned on me
I might as well smoke my weed
My mind gone and I can't even think
Yeah yeaaah
My heart cold I think I need a mink
She priceless, she think she need a ring
I like you but I know I gotta leave

I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada
I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my b**ch in Prada

All I hear is yippie yi yippie yi yo
If you ride then you die
If you want smoke
All I see is suicide suicide doors
I'm a Gemini so you know I got clones
Everybody wanna be a rapper but they fold
I can't hang around you if you already told
Back then I lost a kid but she took it in her throat
Heart cold
Sh*t freezing
Damn I think I need a coat
I ain't got no label
I am the Goat
You don't want smoke
Wiping your nose

I am the goat
Wiping your nose
You don't want smoke.
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I feel like
Everybody just turned on me
I might as well smoke my weed
My mind gone and I can't even think
Yeah yeaaah
My heart cold I think I need a mink
She priceless, she think she need a ring
I like you but I know I gotta leave

I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada
I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada

I could really show you how it go
Gotta walk home wit the gat
Way before you get home
I grew up wit no dad
He was locked up in the bowl
If you run in wit a mask
You will never see parole
I know turbo gone be happy
When he see me doing shows
Big Backwood
Blow the smoke up out her nose
Running wit the sack
Running back buffalo
Check my flow
I done found a different mode
Better listen to the words
And you find the G code

Backwood really be schemin
She tried to show me love I don't need it
If I tell you that I love you then I mean it
She just wanna have my kids get the seamin
I ball every Sunday Willie Beamin
I'm tired of waking up when I'm dreamin
I fw you but I gotta fight my Demons

I feel like
Everybody just turned on me
I might as well smoke my weed
My mind gone and I can't even think
Yeah yeaaah
My heart cold I think I need a mink
She priceless, she think she need a ring
I like you but I know I gotta leave

I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my bitch in Prada
I wish I could
Buy a house for my mama
Rock the Gucci designer
Put my b**ch in Prada

All I hear is yippie yi yippie yi yo
If you ride then you die
If you want smoke
All I see is suicide suicide doors
I'm a Gemini so you know I got clones
Everybody wanna be a rapper but they fold
I can't hang around you if you already told
Back then I lost a kid but she took it in her throat
Heart cold
Sh*t freezing
Damn I think I need a coat
I ain't got no label
I am the Goat
You don't want smoke
Wiping your nose

I am the goat
Wiping your nose
You don't want smoke.
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Writer: Quaveien Thomas
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