Lonely (with Lil Wayne) TexteDaBaby Deutsche Übersetzung |
[Verse 1: DaBaby] |
Caught up in my feelings, I'll fu*karound and kill another nigga |
You ain't even gotta push me, how I’m feelin' now |
I been havin' mood swings like a Gemini |
I can use the murder for therapy |
I can make the news with it, break the internet |
Have ‘em all nervous and scared of me |
Then get away sneaky clean, never seen a thing (K.i.D) |
I got fourty-four F&N bullets and twenty-five thousand stuffed in these Amiri jeans |
Damn, look at what happened to hip-hop |
He at the GRAMMYs and still got that shit cocked |
Pull out the camera with me and my bitch out |
And take a picture, ain't a hatin' nigga in the world out here fuckin' with big John |
Knock his brains out if he got it on his mind |
[Chorus: DaBaby] |
Lonely, lonely baby |
Lonely, lonely baby |
A lonely, lonely baby (Lonely) |
Lonely, lonely baby (Lonely, baby) |
Lonely, lonely baby |
A lonely, lonely baby (K) |
[Verse 2: DaBaby] |
As if I got a reason to act like I'm lonely |
I saw my big brother laid out with his brains blown out |
It’s been catchin' up on me |
Shit, how would you act if your bro took his life? |
And you know that you rappin' like all of these niggas |
And you don’t even trap and you livin' your life |
The best you ever had just to see it come crashin', I’m burnin' |
You don’t know the feeling |
In the car with a bottle of liquor, a pistol, a lonely killer |
Ain't no love at the top, just a lonely nigga |
Ain’t no love at the bottom either |
All these blood-suckin' leeches and bottom feeders |
All these sores on our feet 'cause we over-steppin' |
He just caught his first one, so you know he reppin' |
He just a lonely, lonely baby (Yeah), baby |
Peter Piper picked the pepper |
I pulled a stick out, hit him, then I left him |
She pulled my dick out, hit her on the dresser |
We fucked my aggression out |
She like a pretzel how I fold her up and put it in her |
She fuckin' a lonely nigga that's a killer, nigga |
(That ain’t DaBaby, that’s my baby, K.i.D) |
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] |
Hmm, it’s Weezy Baby, at the top, it's lonely |
Got choppers on me, can't stop the moment |
I just popped a soma and now I'm calmer |
All that body armor got you hot, I’m warmin' |
And it ain’t gon' help you more than I’m gon' harm you |
Outchea by myself rollin' like an Army |
Fuck her by herself, fu*kher with her homies |
I'on need nobody, I'on see no solids |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap, till I'on see nobody |
Come and see about it, I bet you see a rivalry |
On Giovanni’s and I bet this pipe knock the Peter out him |
Better pick a pepper, all my little devils hide from here to Heaven |
Better get a reverend, bet his momma cry when she hear the reverend |
Shots hit the reverend, better get a extra with your lonely ass |
On your OnlyFans, you your only fan |
You gon' die a stripper, wasn’t born to dance |
Fucked a thousand niggas, I’m the only man let you stay lonely |
Let you skate on it, let you play on it, then lay on it & cuddle on it |
MJ on 'em, like you are not alone |
[Chorus: DaBaby & Lil Wayne] |
Lonely, lonely baby (Baby) |
Lonely, lonely baby |
A lonely, lonely baby (Lonely, lonely, lonely) |
Lonely, lonely baby (Lonely, lonely, lonely) |
Lonely, lonely baby |
A lonely, lonely baby (You are not alone) |
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