[Chorus]
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone
[Verse 1]
Good friend, good friend
I'll be your bad guy asshole
I say, I say, I say
When they wan' come 'round act bold
I don't remember when we last spoke
I don't remember asking you to spеak
Every song gained back more
I lеt it slide because you a freak
I made the words hit a moonwalk
I'm M.J., I will take it personal
I gotta chip on my shoulder, an edible
Anyone doubted me gon' be the first to go
Only one stopping me's me, that is the worst part
I'm Ricky Bobby, we only do first place
I'll shake and bake on that bitch, I'm the chef, though
I'll whip the cream, bust it off on her chest, though (That shit was nasty)
I got all the time to be late
I ain't been barred in some days
That's why you never see me out here
Niggas wanna be me out here
Style important but they be sharing
I lost my way, feel like Katy Hearn
My baby better, my trees got palms on 'em
Fuck the world, but it's in my— yeah
[Chorus]
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone
[Verse 2]
I run with it
Got me the Benjamins, button it
All of that lip that you coming with
You do not speak when you come in here
Big ol' whip, droppin' the top
Put me on the statue in front of it
You don't gotta like me, she lovin' it
Boy, it's a wrap when she touching it
I just want flex for the fuck of it
I'm in it deep, got the tunnel vision
They don't even like you wherever you from
I get the bag, run it back, then I'm gone
Then it's like only mine, mine
Bitch, for the ninety-ninth time
Don't be the problem I don't need
Just want to see how you show moi
[Chorus]
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone
Most days are better all alone, go through pictures in my phone
Broken scriptures in my phone, I just drift into my own
I do everything I want
And somehow I'm still so lone