Alone
I'm going through life alone
I got nobody to call my own
Everybody blowing up my phone
But I can't even pick up no more
I'm out here and supposed to be grown
But my place it don't feel like a home
Feeling nappy like I need a comb
Pick pumpkins with your dogs
While I'm steady picking up bones
But that's just my life now
Mumbling my way through my lifestyle
How can a brother be blue in the fall
And be able to spring up a bright smile, damn
I don't know if I'll ever know
Shorty was the apple of my eye but they closed the orchard
Now my core is drowning cause I dove in heart first
Scared to explore your poison ivy
So I'm not taken over like I'm stuck at Harvard
One day I know I'll get over it
In charge of my ride like I caused a motor hit
No more exploding
Every emotion
But what if happy just ain't how I'm supposed to live?
Fuck
I'm going through life alone
I got nobody to call my own
Everybody blowing up my phone
But I can't even pick up no more
I'm out here and supposed to be grown
But my place it don't feel like a home
Feeling nappy like I need a comb
Pick pumpkins with your dogs
While I'm steady picking up bones
But that's just my life now
Mumbling my way through my lifestyle
How can a brother be blue in the fall
And be able to spring up a bright smile, damn
I don't know if I'll ever know
I got nobody to call my own
Everybody blowing up my phone
But I can't even pick up no more
I'm out here and supposed to be grown
But my place it don't feel like a home
Feeling nappy like I need a comb
Pick pumpkins with your dogs
While I'm steady picking up bones
But that's just my life now
Mumbling my way through my lifestyle
How can a brother be blue in the fall
And be able to spring up a bright smile, damn
I don't know if I'll ever know
Shorty was the apple of my eye but they closed the orchard
Now my core is drowning cause I dove in heart first
Scared to explore your poison ivy
So I'm not taken over like I'm stuck at Harvard
One day I know I'll get over it
In charge of my ride like I caused a motor hit
No more exploding
Every emotion
But what if happy just ain't how I'm supposed to live?
Fuck
I'm going through life alone
I got nobody to call my own
Everybody blowing up my phone
But I can't even pick up no more
I'm out here and supposed to be grown
But my place it don't feel like a home
Feeling nappy like I need a comb
Pick pumpkins with your dogs
While I'm steady picking up bones
But that's just my life now
Mumbling my way through my lifestyle
How can a brother be blue in the fall
And be able to spring up a bright smile, damn
I don't know if I'll ever know
Credits
Writer(s): Marquett Ferrell
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