Lonely

I put my heart in a bag
'Cause I don't think you'll be there for me
I don't really think you care like you say so
I don't even wanna be your homie
She said you're making me sad
Do you like how it feels being lonely?
I don't really think you care like you say so
I don't really think you'll be there for me

I put my heart in a bag
Put the bag across my back
And then I touch the road now
Probably heading to another crazy show now
The numbers going up and she just wanna go down
It ain't the same until your brothers feel the thrown now
Most the time you're solo-dolo, do it on your own now
Moved out the house when I was 20, shit I'm grown now
Yelling I'm the man, mama say I better watch my tone now
Yeah I've been the one
I've been on a run
Hesitated right before I jumped
But I made it up
If you got a problem with my flow then send it to the front
And we can knock it down like Dominos, at your door like pay it up
I ain't ever waiting up
I just got my paper up
I don't need a stapler, but a bandage for the paper cuts
Moy gonna keep me tapered up
Swearing like a sailor does
Serving up the tea, I bring it to you like a waiter does
I just wanna know, one thing
That's if you can hold me down, actually
I know you won't come around, can't get past me
I think we should circle round, if you ask me

I put my heart in a bag
'Cause I don't think you'll be there for me
I don't really think you care like you say so
I don't even wanna be your homie
She said you're making me sad
Do you like how it feels being lonely?
I don't really think you care like you say so
I don't really think you'll be there for me



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Writer(s): Daquan Johnson-bey
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