Alone by Arcani Lyrics
[Verse 1] [Arcani]
Ain't really into all of that phony shit
My homies really my brothers the niggas that I been solely with
Big shouts outs to my bro D
Smoking og out swollen spliffs
Look like guacamole on toast grits
The oven still open I hold it and try to roll a swish
All while getting head from this polish bitch
The money come and go again/it's really hard to love us so they judge us
Guess it's hope for them
Still I benefit from the elements of my soul within
Heaven sent to reek on the medicines that I cope to spend
Know she probably love me off these drugs
But I just hope she spend
Last week I let her use em up and I went broke again
Lawd why I let her use them drugs
[Hook]
Shit I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a fuck/I shouldn't let her use me up
[Verse 2] [Arcani]
So I'm back to tryna hit a lick
Ain't really a problem child
Got problems now
Plus I been outta town so it significant
I got some loud or else I'm outta bounce
And that's when shit get bent
I'm outta rounds
So I hoping he don't lift a cent
Niggas get changed word to 50 cent
That still my favorite rapper
If he ain't stop getting rich
Then I'll probably pay for chapters
The struggle seem more significant when you ain't a rapper
You start see where the bitches been cuz she date a rapper
And have a son by that nigga she probably name em after
Divorce that nigga take the Porsche
And force that nigga
To pay a fee like every week or they'll enforce that nigga
I hate what they just did to bro/smoking off this indigo
They say he leave next week
Lord knows ima miss him tho
Smoking more for my niggas
Now adays it's more important that I get it
Then fuck around with the crowd
And get a mention tho
You feel me
Soul redemption flow
I meant this tho
The real me
[Hook]
Shit I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a fuck/I shouldn't let her use me up
Ain't really into all of that phony shit
My homies really my brothers the niggas that I been solely with
Big shouts outs to my bro D
Smoking og out swollen spliffs
Look like guacamole on toast grits
The oven still open I hold it and try to roll a swish
All while getting head from this polish bitch
The money come and go again/it's really hard to love us so they judge us
Guess it's hope for them
Still I benefit from the elements of my soul within
Heaven sent to reek on the medicines that I cope to spend
Know she probably love me off these drugs
But I just hope she spend
Last week I let her use em up and I went broke again
Lawd why I let her use them drugs
[Hook]
Shit I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a fuck/I shouldn't let her use me up
[Verse 2] [Arcani]
So I'm back to tryna hit a lick
Ain't really a problem child
Got problems now
Plus I been outta town so it significant
I got some loud or else I'm outta bounce
And that's when shit get bent
I'm outta rounds
So I hoping he don't lift a cent
Niggas get changed word to 50 cent
That still my favorite rapper
If he ain't stop getting rich
Then I'll probably pay for chapters
The struggle seem more significant when you ain't a rapper
You start see where the bitches been cuz she date a rapper
And have a son by that nigga she probably name em after
Divorce that nigga take the Porsche
And force that nigga
To pay a fee like every week or they'll enforce that nigga
I hate what they just did to bro/smoking off this indigo
They say he leave next week
Lord knows ima miss him tho
Smoking more for my niggas
Now adays it's more important that I get it
Then fuck around with the crowd
And get a mention tho
You feel me
Soul redemption flow
I meant this tho
The real me
[Hook]
Shit I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a fuck/I shouldn't let her use me up