you wanna know the truth I just wanna be alone hope up in the booth and get up in the zone you been talking to much please lower your tone don't know you quit blowing my phone they say they are my homie all they do is break me happy when I make it but they never wanna make me bout as helpful as a glock on the safety keep on stressing, i wont reach eighty claiming we friend nah nigga you couldn't pay me feeling suicidal someone come save me I'm ever in a mood if you could see lately a nigga wanna pull up do a 180