CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Neighborhood Rock

(PayHouse)
(Almari)

When there's no one else around
I wonder will Satan pick up for me?
Don't act surprised, one day I'ma be alive again
Don't be surprised if I have to ask 'em how I win
When there's no one else around
I wonder when I get to Heaven's gates
If the Lord has me a special place, yeah

I caught my gun, so every day, I drop big bangers
I shook hands with the devil, but I had on Palm Angels
I got n***as who keep on missin' Christmas, I schedule outcalls for 'em
Pay for they lawyers, I'm way more 'portant than God to 'em

Kill 'em and watch the news, this sh*t look like a cartoon
A concert in the coupe, the flows came showroom
Two b*t*hes, one Xan', they takin' half
Ayy, I'ma die a legend
I really came from dirt, I take advantage every second
Mic stand and my guitar
That I broke every string on
I don't want you around, why?
It's just something I can't speak on

Kill 'em and watch the news, this sh*t looks like a cartoon
Kill 'em, I always knew this sh*t would come with war wounds
Hard times, dark room
The world keep spinnin' 'round green and blue
Roll up the green when I am blue
Stack up my green with the blue faces
And that blue keeps rollin' in like Sonic
Baby, let me tighten up my shoelaces
Lately, I been runnin' from a coffin that's promised
They zip you up like suitcases

I came in this world all by myself, don't really wanna die alone
With AT&T, but I spend way more money on this Styrofoam
Gettin' money a must, they ain't give me a cent even though they could loan
They thought I dug up Trayvon Martin, how fast I put my hood on
We gettin' NFL money, sh*t got red skin, yeah
I killed they dawg with scoliosis, I want my dead friends back
When they tried to rob me, they ain't get nothin' from me
T.I. signed them n***as, ain't get the money
I'm in Dior like Hanes, Cartiers for my frames
You gotta give me twenty Ray Bans for an even exchange
I bought a Cuban for wifey, I get the pendant from Dang
We the bros who had to see a judge just to put on some chains

Half a zip in my pocket, I just keep doing fine
I'm just losing my head
'Cause I'm movin' like I'm looking through the blinds
I'm watchin' for the suit behind the wheel
No more doing time over stupid crimes
I still remember walkin' the street so full of pride
In that cell, I humbled myself
Watchin' for 12, now I done made it out of the system, f**k it all
My outcome be an income, my ode above the law
I'm in this world all by myself, b*t*h, I'ma die alone
When I die alone, I pray to God I get a moment try and right my wrongs
What can I say?
I pray to God, where can I pray? Yeah
When I reach Heaven gates
I hope I got a special place

Ayy, I know it's seven days in a week
But every day a win-day for me
I been buying Balenciagas like they cheap
We hardly numb, we just can't let the pain free
Heart cold, I'm thinkin' 'bout murder, brain freeze
Might f**k Ashanti, I'm rockin' gold, I'm at my peak
And I ain't gotta hand you tree just so you believe me
Drove fast in the streets, and I wasn't speedin'
I hear them n***as bite my style, ain't it? They been teethin'
My pops a Blood, he need some Band-Aids, he be bleedin'
Twenty b*t*hes in my room and they all agree with me
Knock opposition out they shoes if they ever sneak diss me
Flyin' first class, plain jane watch
NoCap, Rylo, Clever, call it Neighborhood Rock

When there's no one else around
I wonder will Satan pick up for me?
Don't act surprised, one day I'ma be alive again
Don't be surprised if I have to ask 'em how I win
When there's no one else around
I wonder when I get to Heaven's gates
If the Lord has me a special place, yeah
When there's no one else around