Lyrics: Jason Scott Henderson
Music: Jason Scott Henderson
I know I’m draped up and dripped out
(Trust that I’m lonely)
I might pull up, tear up the club
(With all my ppl but I’m still the loneliest one)
Even tho I got my niggas with me
Even tho with all my sistas with me
You might see me out with such and such
But trust I’m lonely as ****
(The loneliest one)
How they see me
Is how I must be
Yes I am a G
So much more to me
Play to fantasies
Double currencies
Double agency
It’s getting old to me
I know I’m draped up and dripped out
But trust Im lonely as ****
(No dirt on my shoulders)
I might pull up, tear up the club
But trust I’m lonely as ****
(Still fly)
Even tho I got my niggas with me
Even tho with all my sistas with me
You might see me out with such and such
But trust I’m lonely as ****
(A little older, a little colder)
How they see me
Is how I must be
Yes I am a G
So much more to me
Play to fantasies
Double currencies
Double agency
It’s getting old to me
We stay out
And get dangerous
Freaks come out
And they play wit us
We stay out (After hours)
And get dangerous (We devour)
Freaks come out
And they play wit us
We stay out
And get dangerous
Freaks come out
And they play wit us
We stay out (Walk with us)
And get dangerous
Freaks come out
Even tho I got my niggas with me
Even tho with all my sistas with me
(All flavors; you can’t tame us)
You might see me out with such and such
But trust I’m lonely as ****
(The loneliest one)