Yeah
Ayee yuh
Solo solo solo solo, aye
Yeah..
SOLO SOLO SOLO SOLO
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit
It ain't f*cking easy being all alone
Overthrown the boat
I never had a bed
Catacombs the place i make communication with the dead
Better than the time I found my heart was sinking all alone
With, shattered pieces of my bones
It was always little things like your hand to hold
That made my every f*ckin' day turn from being for sale to sold
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna die alone for my finish
I just wanna cry on my phone to my missus
Lashing at my momma wasn't great of me
Lost my sanity
My mind all over the place
Disagree that I'm her f*cking favourite need some breathing space
Even worse than not appreciating all her love and care
Or, even when I try despair
It was always little things like my stupid choices
That made my every f*ckin' lack of having respect and rejoices
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit, yeah
IX Fall$ - Outcast Lyrics
IX Fall$ - Outcast Lyrics
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Yeah
Ayee yuh
Solo solo solo solo, aye
Yeah..
SOLO SOLO SOLO SOLO
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit
It ain't f*cking easy being all alone
Overthrown the boat
I never had a bed
Catacombs the place i make communication with the dead
Better than the time I found my heart was sinking all alone
With, shattered pieces of my bones
It was always little things like your hand to hold
That made my every f*ckin' day turn from being for sale to sold
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna die alone for my finish
I just wanna cry on my phone to my missus
Lashing at my momma wasn't great of me
Lost my sanity
My mind all over the place
Disagree that I'm her f*cking favourite need some breathing space
Even worse than not appreciating all her love and care
Or, even when I try despair
It was always little things like my stupid choices
That made my every f*ckin' lack of having respect and rejoices
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit, yeah
Ayee yuh
Solo solo solo solo, aye
Yeah..
SOLO SOLO SOLO SOLO
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit
It ain't f*cking easy being all alone
Overthrown the boat
I never had a bed
Catacombs the place i make communication with the dead
Better than the time I found my heart was sinking all alone
With, shattered pieces of my bones
It was always little things like your hand to hold
That made my every f*ckin' day turn from being for sale to sold
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna die alone for my finish
I just wanna cry on my phone to my missus
Lashing at my momma wasn't great of me
Lost my sanity
My mind all over the place
Disagree that I'm her f*cking favourite need some breathing space
Even worse than not appreciating all her love and care
Or, even when I try despair
It was always little things like my stupid choices
That made my every f*ckin' lack of having respect and rejoices
Ima get through this shit on my own
Don't want no one hittin' up my phone
Our hour that's my homophone
I need direction, where's my cicerone?
I just wanna be alone for a minute
I just wanna be at home for a visit, yeah
Writer: IX Fall$
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