Diop - Alone | Текст песни

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• Diop
• Alone

Names in my phonebook, that I wish I could hit up,
And talk about my girlfriend, and why the fuck we split up,
Family in my contacts, that I don't ever contact,
Never face to face I talk to people through my content

Nights getting longer, my liquor getting stronger,
Old friends on my mind, now my rhymes turning somber,
Ash tray on every table filled to the brim,
Kevin Gates to these bottles keep my lips on the rim

I should pick an addiction,
So I can hang with friends, that I lost to prescriptions,
Considering, smoothing relationships I got friction with,
Then again I cut them for a reason imma stick to it

It's too late for y'all to show me love,
For the rest of my life, imma hold my grudge
Man you're certain that I'll make it, you used to be so unsure,
I'm too broke for gold diggers, y'all niggas entrepreneurs, fuck.

I'm seventeen, just left my cul-de-sac for camp,
Never talk about my problems, no fathers to hear repents, I've,
Reached the point where I'm numb to faces of disappointment,
Who's to blame on the tips of my fingers, always quick to point it

I think I rap, cause I got nothing else,
I'm not too good at school and I always keep to myself,
My headphones on while I'm walking down these halls,
Spending lunches scribbling lyrics inside these, bathroom stalls

I've got stacks of notebooks filled with adolescent aggression,
So I spit these run on lyrics, my verses been PMSing,
They don't like when I perform, all of my songs depressing,
I heard all you niggas rap and ain't one of you worth impressin',

Treat this beat like it's confession, I've never felt fully grown,
Surrounded by those who love me, then act like I'm on my own,
I've been sitting in the background, watching y'all run amok,
D-I-O-P mother fucker, allow me to interrupt, WHAT.

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