Loneliness (feat. Rittz) - Jelly Roll

I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top Still the most wanted, put my face on the poster Streets cold so I came with the toaster Came in the game, put that thang in the choker I'm from Gotham like my name was the Joker Whole lotta scars, I smile about it Forgive me if my nose got some powder on it I give it to these motherfuckers how they want it I never ran from the ghosts when the house was haunted Grew up in the swamp land, it was God's plan that I'll pop man And I ended up on top man, now I'm smashin', I trip acid And Imagine Dragons like some kind of a rock band Told y'all, I'm playin' to win I said it from the jump, I won't say it again I'm just gettin' started, I'm breakin' it in I told Merkules, he's like my Canadian twin People wanna see if I'ma fuck up again And wind up back there, stuck in the pen Splittin' honeybuns with a couple of my friends Now it's wagyu with the butterfly shrimp Talk about me like an old wives' tale Speakin' of wives', put the money in white bales And my bitch ass is as fat as a white whale Real thoroughbred, I swear she a Clydesdale Old school melodies stuck in my head Hear a lot of critics, I'm like, "Fuck what they said" Mad 'cause they bitch ended up in my bed She cook me eggs and she butter my bread Never felt so good to feel so lost Never felt so good to feel so boss Hop on in 'til the wheels fall off Have you ever seen leather that feels so soft? I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Tryin' to forget about the pain I was feelin' Coulda been a hero, I remained as a villain They in last place, so they hate that I'm winnin' Bang-bang-bang-bang, blood stains on the ceilin' I don't need y'all help, you just left me out to rot I'ma different kind of artist, you can't put me in a box Phone ringin', hit ignore, they just lookin' for they shot Motherfuckers always wonder what I'm cookin' in the pot I don't give a fuck about your top ten favorite list If you're Canadian, it's probably got my name in it "No, I don't do features, okay? That's it 'Cause nowadays, you couldn't pay me to baby sit" And I find it kind of hard to have a positive outlook All these new-school rappers do not even sound good I just wanna know who's really out there coppin' they albums 'Cause all they doin' is influencin' the garbage that's out now I don't get it, maybe I'm my own worst critic Or maybe I'm just sayin' it while everybody think it If I say it on a record, then I went out there and did it If that whole scene died, I don't think I'd really miss it I'm the bad guy now 'cause I'm brutally honest Put me and you on the same stage, and you'd get demolished And you don't want these problems, hakuna matata My crew full of shottas, they rob you if your shoes are designer I'm the truth and anomaly, I rap, and you get inspired So you deny it, but we all know the truth and you lyin' So who wanna try me? I'm ready for the smoke that you mentioned I'm gettin' threats all day, but I don't even stress it 'Cause I'm my own man, all these dudes are so co-dependent They couldn't tie they own shoes, I hope you know you're pathetic I'm on a whole different wave length, I just wanna say, "Thanks" I just killed these rappers all at once, so let's say grace I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) You motherfuckers goin' raw like caviar and tuna tartare My crew be laughin' at your shitty music, "Har-har" All you do is pause when you spit and say, "Yeah" My advice to you is not to quit your day job Even in designer sneakers, you be lookin' K-Mart I'm lookin' down like, "Whoa, what're those, Dr. Scholl's brand?" Stolen identity, you couldn't fit the program You was just a dope man, now you got a Skoal can? Old school pro Vans, now homie, hang ten Dressin' like a skater, hate a bandwagon rider Happy you a fan, but I can't stand beside ya You dap me, then I ran for some hand sanitizer You slime ball, douchebag, copyin' the Migos, what's next? Let me guess, you depressed like XXX was, ex-drug addict Only habit that you have is lyin' pussy, took a percocet and did a little meth once Now your life is messed up, lies homie, 'fess up Hard for you to write because your life ain't interestin' Ain't no longevity ensurin' time is of the essence Now you floatin' in the mainstream, you need the swimmin' lessons Sinkin' deeper, you'll get eaten, I'm a great white shark Reppin' for my county 'til I'm dead, and they embalm me Throw the north-side, high in the A-I-R Who in the fuck are you with the nuts to say my name, white boy? That was stupid, somebody should've warned you not to play with Rittz They say I'm underground, I made it up the basement steps My inner circle got a deadly reputation They been eatin' off my plate So when they shit they cash a favor in Street connection like a cable man But my patience been, paper-thin Thinkin' that they would take a hint Make 'em miss for dissin' me Pray and say amen CNT is like the army better yet the navy, bitch, Rittz I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) I will never go full broke (that's right) I been tryin' to mind my business I swear I've wanted it since six years old Tell myself, "Work hard, one day you'll get it" Now we on top (on top), on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (on top) Yeah, we on top (let's go)

Ridin' on a greyhound, countin' those white lines Destination I don't know and I'm feelin' like I'm dyin' Well ten years on this road, might of took its toll But the man with the plan says the band has got to go I said roll gypsy roll Lord just pick up your bags and go Met many a woman on my way down the line Every woman that I met I've left satisfied I made lots of money, just how much well I don't know But most of the money I done stuck up my nose I said roll gypsy roll Lord just pick up your bags and go Gypsy's life's a story and its one that's never told He's always hungry, he's always on the go With no tomorrow, you're promised misery Oh when you're movin' around from town to town Roll ooh roll Made lots of money just how much well I don't know But most of the money I done stuck up my nose And maybe that's the reason I don't know where I'm goin' I don't know - oh - oh Roll-oh gypsy roll

Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll My brother, you ought to been there Yes, my Lord A sitting in the kingdom To see ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll My mother, you ought to been there Yes, my Lord A sitting in the kingdom To see ol' Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Roll Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To hear ol' Jordan roll Oh, I want to get to Heaven when I die To see ol' Jordan roll