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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saba
Saba
Vocals
theMIND
theMIND
Vocals
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zarif Wilder
Zarif Wilder
Songwriter
Tahj Malik Chandler
Tahj Malik Chandler
Songwriter
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Songwriter
Dylan Christopher Frank
Dylan Christopher Frank
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saba
Saba
Producer
DaeDaePivot
DaeDaePivot
Producer
Matt Wheeler
Matt Wheeler
Mixing Engineer
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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, I'm bad at texting
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, Walter got killed for a coat
I'm tryna cope, but it's a part of me gone
In this packed room I'm alone
[Verse 2]
I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were gray, 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 gray, I hope to God you're safe
Oh, oh
[Verse 3]
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
FaceTime me nudity, yeah, all of this new to me, yeah
All of the infidelity when I was seventeen been catchin' up
It still feel like she'll catch me cheatin'
**** 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 two dimes
No time, social interaction
Had 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
Doin' shit that I can't endorse now
With the Lord now, when it pours down
Was alone then, still alone now
[Verse 4]
I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were gray, 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 gray, I hope to God you're safe
Oh, oh
[Verse 5]
I'm barely here, how I ain't present
Yeah, I drift for a second, forgot to reply to your message
But all these years I've been the same in your presence
Countin' the seconds before I reply to your message
[Verse 6]
My biggest fear is that I have to say goodbye another time
So I skip town on our moment, hopefully prolonging this
I don't need nobody new to miss
I want you to know
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
Yeah, ridin' through the city
I'm young, I'm black, I'm guilty
I know ones that want to kill me
They don't know me, but they fear me
Fifteen years old with the sticky
They gon' blame it on the marijuana
Hands behind your head
And they won't let up off the lead
But if I move, that's disrespect
But if they shootin', that's just that
And if I run, then it look bad
Drawing they gun right off the hip
I'm probably deservin'
'Cause I know they serve and protect
But they think I'm servin'
Or they think my cellphone's a weapon
Heard that the robber wore a black mask
I fit the description, aka ****
What is the difference? Is it the name
We so divided, I'm from Division
Clutch that purse 'cause of my dreadlocks
Cross that street 'cause I'm with my friends
Curse every song in Hip-Hop
Keep telling yourself it's a fad
[Verse 10]
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
[Verse 11]
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
Written by: Tahj Chandler, Daoud Anthony, Dylan Frank, Zarif Wilder
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