Toxsik R - All Alone Lyrics

Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
Say I'm excited off these drugs, I can't even move
Will it be the lean or percocets that'll pull me through
I got some issues homies dead, I ain't follow sue

Should I load the Drake? Ask KJ, should I follow suit
My nigga dead, wishin' I could bring him, change the mood
I'm feelin' violent, ain't no way that you can change this mood
Buddha steady askin' for a Glock, I don't know what to do

They got La kari got Santana, free la magic too
My niggas gone, if they ain't dead, then they makin' goos
I'm really trippin', next month, I'll be back at school
With my lunchbox, nigga, cuz I'm packin' tool

Free Orion, fat cuz, and free booger too
They got wreckjit in the county, eatin' shitty food
Can't forget my Chico, free Elijah, I've been missin' you
I ain't see my niggas in a minute, need a visual

Rob the pizza place, break in your house, I hang with criminals
I'm screamin' free him till he free, but he ain't innocent
Still tell them crackers to they face that we ain't did this shit
My nigga crash behind the wheel, I'm talkin' silly shit

Bang behind the wall, he scream, su-woop, oh, he a Billy, bitch
Inspiration mike wham and my bracka bitch
Still tote a Glock with ding-a-lings, he catch the full clip
Heaven was a goodie, bullets sentin' him on a field trip

Hollow tips burn a pussg quick, oh, he gon' feel this
My nigga dead, he still alive, he made the hit list
Rollin' up some stank, this your brother in my shit, bitch
Pussy nigga shot at Ruger twice, but he ain't hit shit

Screamin' for his brother, he had vocals, call him Whitney
40 with a dick, it get replaced, it had titties
Cute red , bitch, from Orlando, name Britney
I'm clutching on a Glock, might be Beretta or a Smitty

I'm f*ckin' with her cousins, boy, they say La Ruger filthy
Niggas wanna do me in the hood, don't approach me
I'm feelin' all alone, I might put your ass six feet
I'm off some Grey Goose, a mile in that Remy

My nigga left this earth, God, I'm prayin' to my semi
You'll die by the gun if you totin', come and get me
I got hoe problems, love, k, love, Ashley
Judy, she forever, you can never see past me

Can't forget my mink, free T-Row and free Lil' D
My cousin gone doing life, he only 18
Cassandra, that's my people, boy, I know my aunt love me
My uncle in a maybach boy, he trippin', he got dope dreams

I'm a lil' nigga, they laughin' at my big dreams
Them hoes acting saying troy don't , don't you text me
Turnt to Lil' Ruger, now these bitches wanna sex me
I don't need that bougie-ass head that don't impress me

If you can't suck the dick and heal my wounds, don't you text me
Cause I ain't finna argue with the bitch, don't you stress me
Kenny get her out of here, jania tryna f*ck me
She askin' for some head, I'm a virgin, I don't eat it

I ain't eatin' pussy, but you gotta come and eat eat
Drugs in my system, I don't think I finna get sleep
Bullets in my nigga, nightmares, yeah, they repeat
Bullets in my nigga, nightmares, yeah, they repeat

Put em' six feet
Put em' six feet