Lonely vibes – Shy Glizzy lyrics

Lyrics Lonely vibes – Shy Glizzy

Lonely vibes lyrics
I heard another n***a got left last night
That’s why I gotta keep a heater on my right side
Woke up to a phone call a n***a said my homie died
Feel like the realest of ’em all I’m on my lonely vibes
I I get so high
Oh my I get so fly
Blood all in my eyes I seen real life
I seen thugs cry I seen doves fly

[Verse 1]
Ayy let’s call baddies you ain’t got none
Ayy my Nina glizzy is a tefflon
Ayy you play with Gigi get your head blown -own
I was on the move and now he dead and gone
Paid 230 and they killed my soul
I do anything to protect my bros
I’m trappin’ bags but you ain’t tryna go to war
Just send the addy bet we pop up at your door
Imagine mama puttin’ yo a*s down in the floor
Shoot you with my Rollie on like b***h it’s time to go
They call it Glizzy ’cause them Glocks is what we tote
I sold that shitgoin’ in your nose bro these street s**t all I know

[Chorus]
I heard another n***a got left last night
That’s why I gotta keep a heater on my right side
Woke up to a phone call a n***a said my homie died
Feel like the realest of ’em all I’m on my lonely vibes
I I get so high
Oh my I get so fly
Blood all in my eyes I seen real life
I seen thugs cry I seen doves fly

[Verse 2]
All rats go to Hell you know it ain’t no tellin’
And you know what they say that all thugs go to Heaven
We got trey-57s Glock 9s and MAC 11s
Don’t matter where I go it’s still forever Trey Seven
I got niggas pushin’ melon
I just make the dab call my n***a he a felon
I turned him to a damn boss versuri-lyrics.info
All them lame fuckin’ with me f**k they think I’m playin’ dawg
It was a big shoot out and you got caught in the damn cross
Got me sweepin’ the whole block yeah like a damn mop
Skrrt off in a stolen Lamb we call that a Lamb chop
Two bitches on the West side make ’em suck the same cock
Hit ’em from they best side I think they got the same dock uh

[Chorus]
I heard another n***a got left last night
That’s why I gotta keep a heater on my right side
Woke up to a phone call a n***a said my homie died
Feel like the realest of ’em all I’m on my lonely vibes
I I get so high
Oh my I get so fly
Blood all in my eyes I seen real life
I seen thugs cry I seen doves flyyy

lonely vibes