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TAMS/N OTWAY - Lonely Lyrics

Lyrics:

Chorus:
Don’t you call me when you’re lonely
I don’t want you honey 
I’m so glad you’re gone

Verse:
It was

also want the class
That's why I'm screaming these lyrics, I don't need the pass
No approval for me, cause you can really see that I'm just doing my

popped in to my head
Because you're one in a milli
When I'm battling my demons
Only one who could feel me
I must be a safety net
The way I'm catching these

Pink interior Audi
Yeah, in my dream speeding always
I'll be down in Ojai, green leaf trees like a hallway
If I drop my lyric book don't be idle, I'm

been dead for a while now
I can't show a smile now
Iv'e been off and on with the drugs
I can't feel no love
I'm still sorry for I did
I chose the wrong

you just listen to me
Then you'll see that I'm not really playing
Huh get it uh
She just gon' get on her knees for Nibo
Think she in love that's a dang

really ever had love for the kid
Nobody holding me down
Probably the reason that my mental never uplift
Isn't that ironic feeling like sonic
Nigga i'm

his story, Then I am

Fuck your big homie, He ain't never did shit for me
I be thinkin' bout you niggas, I know you don't think of me
I lived in

Since everybody love me in their mouth,
mind as well just come and kiss me,
I'm all you talk about
If you're gonna say my name, better say it right

weakness is I love a lot
I got a Puerto Rican butterscotch
The come a lot I love to watch
I ain't gonna stop like the juggernaut
I'm about lyrics I don't

& get the check
Nike never checking on me
A nigga been depressed
I ain't even letting it be
I'm tryna get her back
Lust have u end it man
Love bring

might fix it
Thought we could spend our time doing relationship shit
But you put me in the friendzone with the benefit fits
So now I’m biding my time
Got

crossing over shit nigga open your eyes
And was curious to see what would happen if I survived
Now I'm so in love with life that I'm using that as my high
I

a Rico for racketeering these rap lyrics
Man don't dance around my name
Because you know you can't hang with us
And I'm the devil turning all of ya demons

don't want whats in my head
Im just meat, I'm yo supplier
I'm what gets you out yo bed

And on the floor
And in the kitchen now
We makin leche now
We

wearin' a mask
And I'm always writin' lyrics, I don't listen in class
Running fast like I'm Sonic, I just dip and I dash, okay
Me and Kalas in the crib all

sorrow
Hell is low but i'm talkin bout gettin high
Love is always livin and i know this will never die

Realize
with your real eyes
Realize
with your real

the case me and zeye'd be up in a private (Right now)
Pulling up to Coachella whole crowd be reciting the lyrics
I don't know better than to be better than

I just sip the pint, I just grip the mic
Put my soul in these lyrics, I don't want a like
Need a couple bands, not these niggas I dont like
Bitch, get

addict
Don't worry bout how I'm actin
I'm doin it for the passion 
Stop askin 
I'm gassin 
Gettin high
No passin 
I don't need this 
But I believe this

do is love, I do it for my passion
CD players in my whip, riding old fashioned
I just grabbed the grabba leaf I'm tryna roll sum more
Baby told me that

then I get it right back
I call off then I get in my bag
Now, let me give it some gas
That's for the engine, happen to mention
Me cus I'm 'bout to come

Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer

Turbofeet, on the beat, gettin' it done
And I'm officially the candidate for havin'

Turbofeet, on the beat, gettin' it done
And I'm officially the candidate for havin' some fun
Those weren't my lyrics, but I don't wanna hear it
My wish list is