Lonely

If you think you lonely now, ****, wait until tonight

You will never ever find a bitch to ever do you right

I got a new man and that D Magic, I call dat **** Dwight

Like, what the fuck did you expect? I been that bitch since Nick at night

I can't go out sad about no hoe

Who me

Flippa never mad about no ho

Bitch I'm top three, and I ain't two and I am not three

Who gon' sit around and pout about a ****

Not me

I ain't never by my lonely, I ain't fuckin with no phony

Before I eat steak with a snake, I'd rather eat bologna

****, I got plenty options

You is not my one and only

I got one, two, three, four **** waitin' on me

I got five, six, seven, eight bitches hatin' on me

They **** wanna clone me, cause I set it off like Stony

I'm Tony Macaroni, play a **** like a Sony It's in me and it's on me

I can't let no **** own me

If you think you lonely now

Better wait until tonight

Sneaky shit that you was on it done came into the light

Give it to you off the dome I ain't even gotta write

That's why he got his ass left

Cause he wasn't actin' right

Cause I'd be damned if I let a **** spoil my appetite

And I'd be damned if a **** got me losing sleep at night

And I'd be damned if I backtracked

Put that on black and white And if you think you lonely now

You gon' be fucked up tonight

Think I'ma sit around and pout

You got the wrong one I blocked his number and I kicked that **** out

Cause he was on one I ain't got time to raise no **** hoe

I gotta raise my own son I ain't sorry Mr. Jackson

You ain't shit, I ain't finna raise your grown son

I ain't tryna catch no feelings, I'd rather catch a flight

I ain't tryna have no dealings, and that got that **** tight

I don't backtrack, and that's a fact, that's the shit that I don't like

And if you think you lonely now, ****, wait until tonight