Alone (Explicit) - Steven Moses

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose but it's the road I chose

I gotta go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

Hard to do good for your soul

Hard to do good for your soul

I got a lot on my head

Lately a lot in my nose

Shorty ain't come to my show

I should've known I was a fool

F**kin' witchu f**k with me I never lose

Tryna make moves

But I just can't stop thinking about a get away

Ain't talking heaven gates

Don't believe anyway

No I don't hate you

That's just what the Henny say

Been moving this s**t since the eleventh grade

That's why I move it the best today

I'm tryna stack it up stack it up

Get it and dip

Pull up in the Uber no lyft

She say my presence a gift I

Might steal a kiss

Everytime I brought her back to my crib

Give her that dick while she split

I do not think that I know how to live

I'm so God d**n sick and tired of this s**t

Catch me twisting up an L

Cigarette up in my lips

Spark the backwoods with a bic

Spark the ignition I'm tryna drive

I don't got no license and I'm kinda high

But f**k it let's ride she let me inside

Now she grinding on my gears though

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

Hard to do good for your soul

Hard to do good for your soul

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta go in alone

Hard to do what's good for your paper

Hard to do good for your soul

Hard to do good for your soul

Ooh walk with a stick

Because I cannot trust a soul yeah

Love no thot thot b***hes

They come and they go go

Pause I need me a second

I think that I need me like four

I f**k that b***h woah you get ignored

I just want a big house and a bad b***h

She keep keep on keepin' me from goin' crazy

It's lately it's like am I dumb or something

Try hit my lick I won't run from nothin'

That lil ho she tryna' f**k or somethin'

Suck my dick I can't feel it

It's numb or somethin'

Told her don't miss an inch with her tongue or nothin'

Met lil shorty twerkin' at the club or somethin'

Said come back to the trap

I got Xans I got Molly

I might have to hit with my plug or somethin'

Ain't no way around it she gon'

F**k and suck it

If that goofy said that he a plug

He frontin'

Pourin' out lean in the Benz

I mix the green with the purple and red tech

I used to think I could love

Everyone said they wasn't gon'

Leave but they left

I don't know how the f**k

I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta' go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

I don't do good for your soul

I don't do good for your soul

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta' go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

I don't good for your soul

I don't for your soul

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta' go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

I don't do good for your soul

I don't do good for your soul

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta' go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

I don't good for your soul

I don't for your soul

I don't know how the f**k I'm supposed to go

Down this road I chose

But it's the road I chose

I gotta' go in alone

Do what's good for your paper

I don't do good for your soul

I don't do good for your soul