R.I.E - Party For One Lyrics

Yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah
Ay ay ay
Get the f*ck up out my lane hoe
I know the rain
But I hardly know the rainbow
Been on the block like J.Lo
Chillin' with the lameos
Such a f*cking shame though
'Cause I spit these flames like a volcano
Uh
I still love it shit is wholesome
So you know I gotta run it like I stole som'
I'm just hoping this is shit I can grow from
But I heard that the top is very lonesome
F*ck it
It's a party for one
Yeah
It's a party for one
Bitch tryna hold a dollar?
I ain't parting with none
If I grind for the money
Then it's mine lil honey
You can chew on this carrot
Like you f*ckin' Bugs Bunny
Cause life's tough like leather
From f*ckin' Tuscany
I heard that even lady luck
Got unlucky
But we only get one life
Might as well live it
Even though at times
My dreams feel more vivid
And when I look around everybody looks livid
'Cause they tryna make a killing but they stuck making a living
Saying "Wait bro my ship be coming in."
I think that ship got caught in the wind
Maybe we just being punished for our f*cking sins
But we pray for forgiveness and then we do this shit again
Rinse and repeat
Yeah
Rinse and repeat
Those that dance with death
Swear that life's so sweet
So baby bend it over
Want a bite of that peach
She got on her knees
And when I came I said "Preach!"
Then the tyers gotta screech
Thank God there ain't a lot of kids playing in the street
Busy being consoled by their consoles
Using fake names like John Doe
At least they having fun though
F*ck it
It's a party for one
It's a party for one
Pussy begging for a dollar?
I ain't parting with none
You was never friendly when my bank account was empty
Now you filled with envy
Couldn't get the Henny
While I sip the Remy
Saving every penny
Asking - "Yo bro any money you can lend me?"
F*ck your Venmo
F*ck your Cash App
If you cash strapped
Get yo ass back
I'm getting flashbacks
Of a hatchback
Bust like blackjack
And all those f*cking flat packs
Gave a dude a bad back
At least I'm living better now
Duvet f*cking feather down
I can never settle down
So I push the pedal down
Like Seb Vettel now
I'm just tryna to get a crown
Like I'm f*ckin' Cheryl Browne
F*ck it
It's a party for one
Yeah
It's a party for one
Taxman asking for a dollar?
I guess I'm parting with some
Can't have my cake and eat it too
And if that cake at stake I'ma beat a dude
Make him eat a shoe
Even Nina knew
That she gon' meet him soon
Ain't tryna be no goon
But I've been biting my tongue
It got some holes in it
And
Look into this gun
It got no soul in it
And
Life ain't fun
With no goals in it
We got the sun
But the world still cold innit?
And there's no security for purity
'Cause T.V. got a lot of nudity
But rap seems to get all the scrutiny
If you ask me that's just f*ckin' lunacy
I ain't saying it deserves impunity
But wouldn't you agree that these words go together so beautifully?
So beautifully?
Yeah
So beautifully.
It's a party for one
It's a party for one
Don't be asking for no dollar
I ain't parting with none