I been all alone I don't check my texts
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Sometimes I get so high I could touch the sky
Need me some relief shorty know I cry
Know that I'm 'gon die so at least I'll try
Take that to my grave baby it's no lie
Don't wanna know what you've been up to
I'll never change yeah that shit ain't new
There comes a time when that karma due
We weren't the people that we thought we knew
I been poppin' pills so I ain't checkin' my calls
I come out sober with no bands but I be f*ckin on hoes
You motherf*ckers wanna be me just to get to the dope
I'm way too f*cked up but I ain't f*ckin' leaving alone
Now you're blowin' up my phone say you miss me
I remember times you wouldn't even kiss me
I don't really understand these hoes they tricky
Tattered Jerm, Ian August and Fifty
I been all alone I don't check my texts
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Homesick (feat. Ian August & 50blessings) Video (MV)
Performed By: Tttrd Jerm
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Ian Thurston, Jeremy Anderson, Thomas Morris
Tttrd Jerm - Homesick (feat. Ian August & 50blessings) Lyrics
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I been all alone I don't check my texts
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Sometimes I get so high I could touch the sky
Need me some relief shorty know I cry
Know that I'm 'gon die so at least I'll try
Take that to my grave baby it's no lie
Don't wanna know what you've been up to
I'll never change yeah that shit ain't new
There comes a time when that karma due
We weren't the people that we thought we knew
I been poppin' pills so I ain't checkin' my calls
I come out sober with no bands but I be f*ckin on hoes
You motherf*ckers wanna be me just to get to the dope
I'm way too f*cked up but I ain't f*ckin' leaving alone
Now you're blowin' up my phone say you miss me
I remember times you wouldn't even kiss me
I don't really understand these hoes they tricky
Tattered Jerm, Ian August and Fifty
I been all alone I don't check my texts
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Sometimes I get so high I could touch the sky
Need me some relief shorty know I cry
Know that I'm 'gon die so at least I'll try
Take that to my grave baby it's no lie
Don't wanna know what you've been up to
I'll never change yeah that shit ain't new
There comes a time when that karma due
We weren't the people that we thought we knew
I been poppin' pills so I ain't checkin' my calls
I come out sober with no bands but I be f*ckin on hoes
You motherf*ckers wanna be me just to get to the dope
I'm way too f*cked up but I ain't f*ckin' leaving alone
Now you're blowin' up my phone say you miss me
I remember times you wouldn't even kiss me
I don't really understand these hoes they tricky
Tattered Jerm, Ian August and Fifty
I been all alone I don't check my texts
I could make 100 bands probably still be a wreck
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Now my ex hit my phone 'cuz she know that I'm next
But I been all alone I don't check my texts
I don't really understand why I'm always a mess
Homesick, lovesick and I'm sick in the head
Writer: Ian Thurston, Jeremy Anderson, Thomas Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid