Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, now I'm back at it Again [Verse 1] I ain't never had a friend, but Enz was man, though When you worry 'bout yourself, this shit get simple When your ice shine bright, it pop like pimples Three stacks for these shoes, I call 'em the rentals I be talkin' too much money, she can't talk to me I just hit it last week, how she all for me? And I'ma still try to hit it, it's the dog in me But she hate it when I'm off an awful lot of lean Shawty clean with these jeans out the gallery Two fifty out the streets, why they mad at me? Fifty racks on a pendent, I can't roll in pеace 'Cause if a nigga run up on me, hе goin' to sleep [Chorus] Solo livin', just me and bro, no more niggas Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap niggas talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that shit on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm Peso, all about a bankroll Never listen to these niggas sayin' where I can't go Same niggas gettin' hit with somethin' fatal We got Glocks, we got Chops, we got Dracos We ain't lyin' just to make it sound cool Fresh off that flight just to do what I do Niggas on my dick 'cause we made our own rules Niggas ain't on shit, they better bust a whole move Doin' what hoes do, just don't approach, dude My money is so rude, this Doja so blue These hoes don't get flewed, these hoes just get screwed From the bottom to the top, I had to pick a view, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Solo livin', just me and bro, no more niggas Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap niggas talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that shit on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own, yeah Solo livin', just me and bro, no more niggas Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap niggas talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that shit on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own