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BUSY/SIRENS (feat. theMIND)

Saba

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I'm so alone But all of my friends, but all of my friends got some shit to do, yeah All 'em got plans, I call 'em, my bad, then text And they never cross me like bad pedestrians I've been this awkward since adolescence I don't know how long I had depression Never no peer pressure, I'm tryna get my little pecker Off in some girl I call my BFF, that ain't no secret kept I fucked, then told my cousin I'm broke, I wasn't buzzin' I tried to hit a few years, she wasn't budgin' I'm bogus, left my girl for some shawty Surely deservin' of all this lonely You sad? Tell me, how are you sad? You got all of these friends, you got all of these fans I ain't trust nobody new since 2012, I ain't let nobody in Jesus got killed for our sins (yeah) Walter got killed for a coat (yeah) I'm tryna cope, but it's a part of me gone And apparently I'm alone I'm havin' a busy day I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey I hope to God you're safe I'm havin' a busy day I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey I hope to God you're safe (oh, baby) I'm so alone Just me and my girl, she leave me for work, then leave me for school She finally home, I leave her for tour FaceTiming nudity, yeah, all of this new to me, yeah All of the infidelity when I was 17 Been catchin' up, I still feel like she catch me cheating Niggas askin' me how tour was Knowin' I been home like two months And I seen your ass like two times Save the small talk, like too damn No time, social interaction, have female friends I found attractive I tried to fuck, but I am no savage Now we don't speak, we just walk past If my past could talk, it'd probably reply to the missed calls after all 'Cause the friendships that I can't recall Done turned my heart into camouflage While the guys I used to play basketball with Doing shit that I can't endorse Now with the Lord, now it really pours down Was alone then, still alone now I'm havin' a busy day I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey I hope to God you're safe I'm havin' a busy day I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey I hope to God you're safe (oh) I'm barely here, how I ain't present Yeah, I drift for a second (drift) Forgot to reply to your message (oh, I forgot) But only she (I'm still here) I been the same in your presence (I'm still here) Counting the seconds (I'm still here) Before I reply to your message (I'm still here) My biggest fear (is that I have to say goodbye) Is that I have to say goodbye (another time) another time (Not like this, not like this, no, not like this) So I just keep tellin' her I'm on, hopefully prolonging this (Oh) I don't need nobody new to miss (Not like this) I want you to know (yeah), ooh-ooh-ooh (oh) Sirens on the way, ay Now you're lying where the angels lay, yeah Sirens on the way, ay Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ay Now you're lying where the angels lay, yeah Sirens on the way, ay Now we're lying where the angels - Yeah, ridin' through the city I'm young, I'm black, I'm guilty (ay) And the ones that want to kill me They don't know me, but they fear me (ay) 15 years old with the sticky, they gon' blame it on the Marijuana (ay) Hands behind your head, and they won't let up off the head What if I move to this one state? What if they shoot and that shit hit? (Ay) What if I run, then it look bad? (Oh) Drawing they gun right off the hip (ay) I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know they serve and protect (ay) But they think I'm servin', or they think my cellphone's a weapon (ay) Heard that the robber wore a black mask (uh-huh) I fit the description, a.k.a. nigga (ay) What is the difference? Is it the name? Are we still divided? I'm from division (ay) Clutch that purse 'cause of my dreadlocks Cross that street 'cause I'm with my friends (ay) Curse every song in hip-hop Keep telling yourself it's a fad Sirens on the way, ay Now you're lying where the angels lay, yeah Sirens on the way, ay Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ay Now you're lying where the angels lay, yeah Sirens on the way, ay Now we're lying where the -
Writer(s): Tahj Chandler, Zarif Wilder, Daoud Ayodele Miles Anthony, Dylan C Frank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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