Solitude
Take me back, they can have it all
Scariest place to me is inside my thoughts
We was just youngins' tryna play basketball
Tryna go professional
I miss my dawg, I miss my
I miss my bro, my soldier
The show must go, show must go on
I just don't fuck with nobody, don't take it personal
'Cause people move different when tables start to turn on them
I done did and seen it all, reason I ain't feeling 'em
Crying about how real you are, that shit don't pay your bills and 'em
Drugs I take variety, complaining 'bout anxiety is a no
Approach me quietly, things just might get fiery on road
Can't stand sobriety, 2 minutes of privacy at most
And then I'm finally, feeling like myself I've always known
Still can't look ma in thе eyes
Say she proud but why it kill mе every time
They should have never gave these bands to a youngin' from the block
Fuck am I sayin' that's anxiety tryna talk
Came too far to fold, I need it all
I need it all
Take me back, they can have it all
Scariest place to me is inside my thoughts
We was just yungins tryna play basketball
Tryna go professional
I miss my dawg, I miss my
I miss my bro, my soldier
The show must go, show must go on
Scariest place to me is inside my thoughts
We was just youngins' tryna play basketball
Tryna go professional
I miss my dawg, I miss my
I miss my bro, my soldier
The show must go, show must go on
I just don't fuck with nobody, don't take it personal
'Cause people move different when tables start to turn on them
I done did and seen it all, reason I ain't feeling 'em
Crying about how real you are, that shit don't pay your bills and 'em
Drugs I take variety, complaining 'bout anxiety is a no
Approach me quietly, things just might get fiery on road
Can't stand sobriety, 2 minutes of privacy at most
And then I'm finally, feeling like myself I've always known
Still can't look ma in thе eyes
Say she proud but why it kill mе every time
They should have never gave these bands to a youngin' from the block
Fuck am I sayin' that's anxiety tryna talk
Came too far to fold, I need it all
I need it all
Take me back, they can have it all
Scariest place to me is inside my thoughts
We was just yungins tryna play basketball
Tryna go professional
I miss my dawg, I miss my
I miss my bro, my soldier
The show must go, show must go on
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Writer(s): Edgar Eddie De Lange, Irving Mills, Duke Ellington
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