Empty out your pockets, I need all that I get the millions, then I fall back They be chameleons, they'll change for some change Days ain't the same, ain't be switchin' for the fame Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag Get high, my memory's gone, I've been hurtin' Rock like electric guitars, I be ragin' Big knots, look like Yellow Pages Run it like a race Get in the way, brodie got the aim to blow you away The next day, you in the newspaper on the front page Prayin' for forgiveness 'cause it happened on a Sunday Life's been gettin' to me, I just started smoking squares They ain't gettin' in my circle, though, we still prepared I'm still dealin' with some demons that ain't really there Grew up a weirdo, twenty piercings and some bleached hair In seventh grade, I didn't have a bed, I had to share The fuck you think I go so hard for? I got outta there Have you ever had somebody try to take your life? Sometimes, I ain't safe from myself when I stay up at night, ugh Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me, and I walk alone I walk alone, I walk alone I walk alone, I walk a