No One Left (Instrumental) - Instrumental - Kid Ink

Now you walking around like you hot to death

Really four below, it don't make no sense

Tried to tell you before not to lose yourself

Don't you worry I'll be here when its no one left

Tell you what it is, everybody ain't a friend

Watch them change like a pen, I'll be here when its no one left

Put your mind in the game, call up on what they say

You forgot about the plan

Tried to tell you not to lose yourself

Uh, sitting back, talking to myself

Been a long way around like Buddha's belt

Remember when, these lames wouldn't fuck with me

Track star, now they all tryin' to run with me

Friend or foe, you never know

It's a blind game, be in the way you going

Get your mind right, and leave the left overs

Got the weight of an entire team on my shoulders

So I showed them I'm everything the world may

Tryin' to get paid, blow up like the World Trade

Please

Don't you get it, twist it like a whirlwind

I will never change, never change 'till the fucking end

TruTV, all these niggas so pretend in your face

Complimenting when they really know they spend every day

Talking shit yeah it smells like a mouthful

Hotter that I get, these niggas colder than the South Pole

Now you walking around like you hot to death

Really four below, it don't make no sense

Tried to tell you before not to lose yourself

Don't you worry I'll be here when its no one left

Tell you what it is, everybody ain't a friend

Watch them change like a pen, I'll be here when its no one left

Put your mind in the game, call up on what they say

You forgot about the plan

Tried to tell you not to lose yourself

What's happenin'? Can you tell me what happened

Is it fame over passion, seem a little distracted

In a couple situations you ain't used to

Now look around pay attention it ain't no discounts

These niggas is selling souls for their name on a cloud

Don't you worry about me, bitch I came for the doubt

I'm so concrete

Two feet to the ground

About to fuck shit up

But I came into town

Think you need to slow it down

Tryin' to run shit

Lost in the sauce, get a compass

High off life, barely even conscious

Livin' in a dream, you forgot what it means to

Not have a thing from a block full of fiends

These streets are a monster

Happy Halloween

Now I'm knocking at your door

With a mask on

Feeling like this life

Isn't everything you asked for