Lonliest Number

Since you left.... You know when it comes down to it, all we got is ourselves [Verse 1: Chief Chill] I'm known as, the loneliest hippie, chief green flame When it came to sides I always thought we'd be the same Keep the bullshit, save me the blame Never needed anyone elses help I could do it all by myself Call me Kobe Bryant, Michael Phelps Crab swag, just me, myself, my shell Dont come to my crib Dawg I promise you I'll serve you cold hell No shame in what I do Flaunt to the cops Call it Show and Tell Your round is over bruh Somebody ring this mothafuckers bell. Yo, Chill [Verse 2: Chief Chill] Since my childhood I've always been by myself Couldn't have that toy Put it right back on that shelf Always came up short Thought the hood shoulda called me Elf Long nights Empty dreams Couldn't describe to you how I felt But with this dream I got My money's got no choice but to swell Always played my cards all in No matter the shitty hand I was dealt Boss hustler on the block Not a thing I couldn't sell Well now when I make it big It'll just be Diesel and Cali Kush splitting my wealth Shit, now when I make it big, it'll just be all the weed that's taking my green Get it