[{"id":16202568,"name":"Alone (feat. Twisted Insane)","trackName":"Alone (feat. Twisted Insane)","artistName":"King Iso, Twisted Insane","albumName":"Autophobia","duration":298.9485,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit sound like uh...\nYou down to your last gram, right\nAnd you just chilling on the front porch, homie\nBrackin'\n\nI be on the road doing dumb shows\nGetting hella love, countin' up guap\nBut every time ISO gotta come home\nMy niggas hella ugly and love stops\nTry and diagnose him but it's unknown\nThe feeling that I'm getting everyone watch\nSometimes I feel I really need to be alone\nAnd when I'm all alone I be like, \"Um... not\"\nBut that's just my resort\nIf I could just resort my thoughts that I overlook\nAs I overlook an ocean while I'm at a resort\nThen I could reverse all this remorse to sum it in three words\n(Take a vacation)\nAnd leave all of the fraud I see\nAlways be honest we all wanna get away from\nThe evil is regardless, we are the rebels\nWe are the kids y'all just think all are devils\nWon't be long and meddle\nJail beds with a camera over our heads\nEating meds all day and y'all think all are settled\nI recall the days I would wreak all the havoc\nDon't be shooting me wrong it be on the ghetto\nIt seem like my angels and demons agreed on it\nMe mentally on my seesaw was level\n(Damn)\n\nI'm hoping that I'm right like right away\nBecause I could be wrong with it, might be\nI wanna be alone and I'ma die this way\nOr maybe I just want somebody like me\n'Til then I'm a loner if I find a way\nTo cope with it, I'ma have to go and sight-see\nSmoking marijuana getting high today\nI'm low downing a Corona like it's iced tea\nLooking around as I say\n\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\n\nSolo when I need to smoke on the weed run\nI don't wanna be alone, shit I need one\nHere the funny people go again, rerun\nI thought a little bit of fame'll leave the beef done\nI was tryna get paid so I could eat some\nAs long as my son fed and gotta Capri Sun\nShit I could put the pen down and I could be done\nAnd no soul but I seen young\nBeen through just about everything under the sun\nFast lane, the police come\nI'm in posted so quick my post get the B1\nI come from roaches and free lunch\n'Til my mama started getting hella guap because we need some\nI want your ball out of loan like \"Look at me, son\"\nI did it from her, what I would become\nWas probably sick of being shitted on\nI seen her helping everybody\nEven people she ain't get along with\nBut I ain't tripping 'cause she really strong\nAnd got me thinking how the hell could she have did it wrong\nHer mindset that you ain't shit alone\nSo that's what I'm gon do, my mama got me in a different zone\nYou wonder what's going on like Marvin\nI'm finna get it on, but that's a different song\n\nI'm hoping that I'm right like right away\nBecause I could be wrong with it, might be\nI wanna be alone and I'ma die this way\nOr maybe I just want somebody like me\n'Til then I'm a loner if I find a way\nTo cope with it, I'ma have to go and sight-see\nSmoking marijuana getting high today\nI'm low downing a Corona like it's iced tea\nLooking around as I say\n\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\nLooking around as I say\nI don't wanna be alone\n\nI grew up on the corner with the crack fiends\nAnd no one's gonna sit and tell me that's equal\nPut up on a pedestal my black queens\nAnd the fact is, I still dream for my black people\nLooking out the window from the backseat\nMind be playing tricks when you on tour\nI try to give 'em food off of my plate\nI ain't got much, people say they want more\nBut that's reason for me to leave 'em in the street\nI delete 'em, no need of more for me to eat\nGotta beat 'em I can't believe in no retreat\nI've competed and beat 'em all just on the beat\nWho's the god? When I'm on the road\nHop up on a tour bus, do a hundred shows\nHit the Mariat, just runnin' through these hoes\nBut when I'm at the pad, um, nobody would know\nI be up in a room by myself just married to my music\nLook at how fast time flies, my mind I'm starting to lose it\nLiving a life alone, I could've been on I thought I knew it\nAnd I don't wanna be sixty thinking \"Man, I really blew it...\"\nScrew it\nAnd I be on a weed boat, he goes\nGet the best of us and thinking I might do it\nTriv, you gotta live all night and day you wanna hit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Alone (feat. Twisted Insane)\n  artist: King Iso, Twisted Insane\n  album: Autophobia\n  duration_ms: 298949\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This shit sound like uh...\n  You down to your last gram, right\n  And you just chilling on the front porch, homie\n  Brackin'\n\n  I be on the road doing dumb shows\n  Getting hella love, countin' up guap\n  But every time ISO gotta come home\n  My niggas hella ugly and love stops\n  Try and diagnose him but it's unknown\n  The feeling that I'm getting everyone watch\n  Sometimes I feel I really need to be alone\n  And when I'm all alone I be like, \"Um... not\"\n  But that's just my resort\n  If I could just resort my thoughts that I overlook\n  As I overlook an ocean while I'm at a resort\n  Then I could reverse all this remorse to sum it in three words\n  (Take a vacation)\n  And leave all of the fraud I see\n  Always be honest we all wanna get away from\n  The evil is regardless, we are the rebels\n  We are the kids y'all just think all are devils\n  Won't be long and meddle\n  Jail beds with a camera over our heads\n  Eating meds all day and y'all think all are settled\n  I recall the days I would wreak all the havoc\n  Don't be shooting me wrong it be on the ghetto\n  It seem like my angels and demons agreed on it\n  Me mentally on my seesaw was level\n  (Damn)\n\n  I'm hoping that I'm right like right away\n  Because I could be wrong with it, might be\n  I wanna be alone and I'ma die this way\n  Or maybe I just want somebody like me\n  'Til then I'm a loner if I find a way\n  To cope with it, I'ma have to go and sight-see\n  Smoking marijuana getting high today\n  I'm low downing a Corona like it's iced tea\n  Looking around as I say\n\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n\n  Solo when I need to smoke on the weed run\n  I don't wanna be alone, shit I need one\n  Here the funny people go again, rerun\n  I thought a little bit of fame'll leave the beef done\n  I was tryna get paid so I could eat some\n  As long as my son fed and gotta Capri Sun\n  Shit I could put the pen down and I could be done\n  And no soul but I seen young\n  Been through just about everything under the sun\n  Fast lane, the police come\n  I'm in posted so quick my post get the B1\n  I come from roaches and free lunch\n  'Til my mama started getting hella guap because we need some\n  I want your ball out of loan like \"Look at me, son\"\n  I did it from her, what I would become\n  Was probably sick of being shitted on\n  I seen her helping everybody\n  Even people she ain't get along with\n  But I ain't tripping 'cause she really strong\n  And got me thinking how the hell could she have did it wrong\n  Her mindset that you ain't shit alone\n  So that's what I'm gon do, my mama got me in a different zone\n  You wonder what's going on like Marvin\n  I'm finna get it on, but that's a different song\n\n  I'm hoping that I'm right like right away\n  Because I could be wrong with it, might be\n  I wanna be alone and I'ma die this way\n  Or maybe I just want somebody like me\n  'Til then I'm a loner if I find a way\n  To cope with it, I'ma have to go and sight-see\n  Smoking marijuana getting high today\n  I'm low downing a Corona like it's iced tea\n  Looking around as I say\n\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n  Looking around as I say\n  I don't wanna be alone\n\n  I grew up on the corner with the crack fiends\n  And no one's gonna sit and tell me that's equal\n  Put up on a pedestal my black queens\n  And the fact is, I still dream for my black people\n  Looking out the window from the backseat\n  Mind be playing tricks when you on tour\n  I try to give 'em food off of my plate\n  I ain't got much, people say they want more\n  But that's reason for me to leave 'em in the street\n  I delete 'em, no need of more for me to eat\n  Gotta beat 'em I can't believe in no retreat\n  I've competed and beat 'em all just on the beat\n  Who's the god? When I'm on the road\n  Hop up on a tour bus, do a hundred shows\n  Hit the Mariat, just runnin' through these hoes\n  But when I'm at the pad, um, nobody would know\n  I be up in a room by myself just married to my music\n  Look at how fast time flies, my mind I'm starting to lose it\n  Living a life alone, I could've been on I thought I knew it\n  And I don't wanna be sixty thinking \"Man, I really blew it...\"\n  Screw it\n  And I be on a weed boat, he goes\n  Get the best of us and thinking I might do it\n  Triv, you gotta live all night and day you wanna hit\n"}]