Not Lonely Lyrics

Baby, I've been good, I want you to know You reminded me of someone that I used to

Know Before this, I hoped it worked like a cubicle

I gave you everything except space, like a UFO I guess it's my bad, you ain't really like that

Lagging on me, but when you text, I'ma type back Gave me all these reasons, but to you

I'd never fight back My homie telling me I can do better, he my hype man

Tired of girls, they just wasting my time Tired of girls, but they saving my rhymes

Tired of her because she can't make up her mind Does she want me, does she not

Why do I even pay her mind? Tired of people that be blowing up my line

Tired of people that don't know what they like Takes time, yeah, I know, but just for me

I can't whine And if she mess this up, why is she the one crying

But I ain't lonely, got your friend in my DM I'm going crazy for the homie when I see him

Unlike her, bro's there when I need him Don't care about your boyfriend

I'm saying you should leave him I'm playing, but if you ain't got no plan

We ain't beefing, these bipolar times We ain't even close to even

And she not over me, she ain't even close to leaving

I'm just showing you what you lost, but you not gon' comprehend

Your best friend like 50 cent, she got many men

I'm on chill tonight, I don't plan on making plans

Talked to a girl, then after that, she turned into a fan

Not trying to make amends, and now I'm back on track

I can't never fold, they playing games and it's getting old, gotta stay prepared, cause you never know

And this the type of stuff I was invented for

Baby, I've been good, I want you to know You reminded me of someone that I used to know

Before this, I hoped it work like a cubicle I gave you everything except space, like a UFO

I guess it's my bad, you ain't really like that

Lagging on me, but when you text, I'm a type back

Gave me all these reasons, but to you, I never fight back

My homie telling me I can do better, he my hype man

Tired of girls, they just wasting my time Tired of girls, but they saving my rhymes

Tired of her because she can't make up her mind

Does she want me, does she not? Why do I even pay her mind

Tired of people that be blowing up my line Tired of people that don't know what they like

Takes time, yeah, I know, but just for me, I can't whine

And if she mess this up, why is she the one crying