CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Diary of A Loner
Growing pains, trapping, I ain't make one dollar
Boo-hoo, not-not one dollar
All my new songs, I own all them
Ha, all them, ha-ha, all them
Dad keep callin', but he only biological
I celebrate my mom and auntie on father's day
I used to pray to God I would pop off
So as soon as this sh*t drop, I'm sending them on holiday
N***as back home think I got lucky
Putting in that twenty-four hour workload's disgusting
N***as used to hate, now they text me they love me
How lovely, can't trust them
Got that blicky on me, so don't act silly
Used to talk to God when no one listened
Reminiscin', reminiscin'
'Cause we don't talk so much no more
This is a diary of a loner
It's where I go whеn I'm losing control
This is a side of me you shouldn't know
But, oh well, now you know
This is a diary of a lonеr
I'm giving y'all the close up
I'm way too tired to carry this alone
Now you're the keeper of my secrets
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I got the windows down in the four door Mercedes
Sittin' real pretty off the songs I created
God damn, boy, I got a smooth operation
Run me that check, my n***a
I pulled up to the show and that b*t*h almost fainted
Beggin' me to chill, I'm only D-list famous
I got Benjamins like my daddy's last name
But I took Lori's so the sh*t be Cragun
Gotta take pills, 'cause my sh*t unbalanced
Crib in the hills is a waste of the static
I just took a fifth of Patrón to the head
N***as can't kill me, I'm already dead
Walkin' like a G through depression
This is God givin' way, I— I—
He put a n***a here to send a message
But that n***a won't answer the phone
Boo-hoo, not-not one dollar
All my new songs, I own all them
Ha, all them, ha-ha, all them
Dad keep callin', but he only biological
I celebrate my mom and auntie on father's day
I used to pray to God I would pop off
So as soon as this sh*t drop, I'm sending them on holiday
N***as back home think I got lucky
Putting in that twenty-four hour workload's disgusting
N***as used to hate, now they text me they love me
How lovely, can't trust them
Got that blicky on me, so don't act silly
Used to talk to God when no one listened
Reminiscin', reminiscin'
'Cause we don't talk so much no more
This is a diary of a loner
It's where I go whеn I'm losing control
This is a side of me you shouldn't know
But, oh well, now you know
This is a diary of a lonеr
I'm giving y'all the close up
I'm way too tired to carry this alone
Now you're the keeper of my secrets
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I got the windows down in the four door Mercedes
Sittin' real pretty off the songs I created
God damn, boy, I got a smooth operation
Run me that check, my n***a
I pulled up to the show and that b*t*h almost fainted
Beggin' me to chill, I'm only D-list famous
I got Benjamins like my daddy's last name
But I took Lori's so the sh*t be Cragun
Gotta take pills, 'cause my sh*t unbalanced
Crib in the hills is a waste of the static
I just took a fifth of Patrón to the head
N***as can't kill me, I'm already dead
Walkin' like a G through depression
This is God givin' way, I— I—
He put a n***a here to send a message
But that n***a won't answer the phone
