By My Lonely
By My Lonely

Kevin Gates - By My Lonely Lyrics

Kevin Gates delivers a raw and introspective narrative, reflecting on the solitary journey of self-reliance and survival in a harsh environment. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of navigating the treacherous streets, where trust is scarce and loyalty is… Read more

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By My Lonely Lyrics

Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know 'em by their work name, I know 'em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle

I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (for real)

Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in
Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I'm not one of them
General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me
Sweaty sheets, jumpin' up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat
Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
Watchin' the cameras
If you can deal with the smell, dealin' with paraphernal'
Weighin' the pale, keepin' 'em off of the trail
Texture up under my nails
Storm comin', bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell

I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (for real)

Sick and tired of my phone ringin', workin' that bitch, I'm takin' a call (hello)
Workin' with bricks, I'm drivin' a car, (killer) got my body hard
Big ol' stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard
Heavy metal in my section, I'm controllin', I'm in charge
It's the heavily respected, I'll take a bitch to war
Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms
Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms
C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run
Give a fuck 'bout your Chanel (I don't)
I'm tied in with the mayor (achoo)
Go sit down, went to jail
I'm part of the cartel
I'm a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin'
And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums

I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (for real)

Writer(s): Derek McAllister, Kevin Gilyard, Vincent Watson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of By My Lonely?

Kevin Gates delivers a raw and introspective narrative, reflecting on the solitary journey of self-reliance and survival in a harsh environment. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of navigating the treacherous streets, where trust is scarce and loyalty is paramount. Gates emphasizes his independence, having to amass wealth on his own without relying on others. The song also touches on themes of respect and authority within his community, where he commands attention and deference due to his resilience and leadership. Additionally, Gates candidly addresses the reality of dealing with illegal activities, law enforcement scrutiny, and the constant threat of violence. Ultimately, this track serves as an anthem for those who have had to forge their path alone, underscoring the strength found in perseverance and self-sufficiency amidst adversity.

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