(Elvis)
[Chorus]
I've been feeling lonely , I need someone to hold me , come on baby hold me
If i've been feeling lonely , I need someone to hold me , come on baby hold me
I've been feeling lonely , I need someone to hold me , come on baby hold me
Yeah , I've been feeling lonely , I need someone to hold me , come on baby hold me


[Verse 1 : Blockwork]
I be down I be stuck in my feelings , I be thinking 'bout all of these killings
I want money i'm done with the drillin' , they don't call me to ask how i'm feeling
Stay out the way bitch I been chasing millions , going up i'm tryna be great
I lost Dotty this shit feeling fakе , i don't know why these weird n***as hatе
Gettin' rich imma move out of state , from the 8 that's the block I was raised
N***as shot and them n***as done missed , and you know I ain' never give grace
Swear to god , yeah I pray , don't leave I want you to stay
Headshot leave that boy on his face, free bro hope we beating that case
I'm from Harlem this shit not a game , fuck the media I hate the fame
Feeling different i'm changing the game , fast car i'm switching my lane
Yeah it's Blockwork bitch , they know the name
New drip i'm stepping in (?)
Yeah I miss the gang this shit not the same , but it's cool 'cause n***as gon' change
Like a picture i'm staying the same , cold nights I was stuck on the block
Fuck all the opps I was clutching my Glock , started rapping they knew I would pop
You not my mans you gotta stop , for some bands I get you shot , no dress but I got knots , V12 when I leave out the lot
I was down and I ain't have no food
No gas car on E
'bout to (?) I stay wit' her too
Play with me you gon' D.I.E
Now i'm ah artist I can really talk , momma proud that I don't gotta (?)
Talk on bro we gon' leave him in (?)
She got my heart but I could never (?)
Like i'm feeling lonely like , baby girl can you hold me like , I want love , I want trust , want a girl that won't fuck with the homies
Like , and i'm lit , you better watch out , i'm on hots I might clear the whole block out
Bullets hard shit hit like a knockout , (?) the whippin' like i'm in a trap house
Like quickdrawl too tact when I back out , going crazy i'm losin' my screws
I need M's , straight blues , you a dummy like boy who is you
I'm on point when i'm making my move , you not a gangster , n***a fool
Slide through with the gun in my shoe , like damn , like damn
Like I want you to tell me you here , through the smoke I be seeing it clear
Opps mad and I don't even care , do a show and i'll slide in a whip
Like go hard tryna get me a deal , couldn't eat , I ain't have a meal
I shed blood , I shed tears ,man I shoot this shit gettin' real
Like too much pain this shit give me chills , in the trenches I ain't have a mattress , now i'm rich I can fuck on an actress , she a fiend she gon' fuck on my status
Big crib she can come to my palace , no Orlando this shit was magic
That n***a died don't ask me what happened , fuck the media , n***as be chattin'
I ain't rat , n***as be capping , don't give a fuck I might shoot through my jacket
Want a feature? You gotta top it , made a hit when I first started rappin'
Reminiscing 'bout shit I done been through , you ain't (?) through that block , you ain't been through
Like a pencil we fill them with lead , I just want somebody I can vent too
Fuck the politics i'm EBK
Suck a dick if ya'll feeling the (?)
Ride a (?) and i'm letting it spray
Gettin' money I stay out the way
Like move on and i'm lettin' it flame
(?) they know that I can't
R.I.P bro got me feelin' insane
(?) i'm takin' the shame
Fuck a (?) imma go (?)
Better days , I feel like I need 'em , free Dolo I just wanna see 'em
Like I know you would want me to win
Straight hate , I see in my DM
D&D I won't say it again
You my brother , not my friend , imma keep ballin' , till the end
N***as backdoor they want me dead , send a shot have him duckin' his head
Bitch i'm hot , call up the meds
So much (?) when I get (?)
Hope these demons don't get in my head
Run it back ya'll ain't hear what I said
Send a message she left me on read
Now i'm walkin' with one in the head
I be down I be stuck in my feelings , I be thinking 'bout all of these killings
I want money i'm done with the drillin' , they don't call me to ask how i'm feeling
Stay out the way bitch I been chasing millions , going up i'm tryna be great
I lost Dotty this shit feeling fake , i don't know why these weird n***as hate
Gettin' rich imma move out of state , from the 8 that's the block I was raised
N***as shot and them n***as done missed , and you know I ain' never give grace
Swear to god , yeah I pray , don't leave I want you to stay
Headshot leave that boy on his face, free bro hope we beating that case