| In a lonely place, how can you be so blind?
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| I’m still at home chillin', you know what I’m sayin'?
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| I be on my phone and shit, I be like, damn
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| I haven’t hit the scene in a minute, my new lit is
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| The candles recently purchased that are perfectly scented
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| But the rush of bein' in the mix
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| Can’t be cured binge-watchin' shit on Netflix
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| My new normal ain’t normal at all
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| Scrollin' through my contacts like who can I call?
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| Now I’m on Instagram, damn, they havin' a ball
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| That was me, once upon a time
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| Back in my prime now I’m happy to fall
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| Fast asleep, sound of rain on repeat
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| Instead of countin' sheep
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| I’m countin' all the likes from the newest post
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| Then the toast with the Magnum bottles
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| Then the picture with the IG models
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| Wide awake, rockin' envy goggles
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| Wish I was there where the action at
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| Loud clubs, hot drinks and it’s action-packed
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| Who am I foolin', worked too hard to do nuttin'
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| If I said I didn’t miss it, I’d be frontin'
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| Go to sleep (Yup, yup, yup, yup)
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| I’m still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
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| I’m still alone, I’m still alone
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| I’m still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
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| I’m still alone, I’m still alone
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| My mans hit me up and said
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| «Tonight, dawg, we celebratin', my son is goin' to college»
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| I said, «Congratulations»
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| He said, «Nah, you don’t get it, it’s two graduations
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| Him from high school and me from child-support payments» (Blackness)
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| So happy 'cause his check no longer gettin' garnished
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| Then he texted me a flyer with these strippers on it
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| Wit' eight different color type-faces written on it
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| I’m thinkin' to myself, «Damn, yo, this is a warning»
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| We get down, thinkin', «Damn yo, this shit is boring»
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| After 35, the club’s a different kinda torment
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| Pretend to be excited, watchin' bitches Diddy Bop
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| When you would rather be at home watchin' Flip or Flop
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| I took a flick and then I posted on my IG, yeah
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| It looked good but it was all lies like Fyre Fest
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| Before you hang with anybody 25 or less
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| Stay your ass at home and keep it low
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| That’s what I suggest (Yup, yup, yup, yup)
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| I’m still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
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| I’m still alone, I’m still alone
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| I’m still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
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| I’m still alone, I’m still alone
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| All these numbers and nobody to call
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| I just want someone to talk to tonight, yeah, tonight, yeah
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| Sing it for me!
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| All these numbers and nobody to call (Yeah)
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| I just want someone to talk to tonight, yeah, ooh, tonight, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sittin Alone , by - Little Brother. Song from the album May the Lord Watch, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп