Lonely Road

(álbum: The Second Coming - 2015)

I'm packed up, far from home
No way to go and I'm all alone
I don't need shit on this lonely road
I don't need shit on this lonely road
I'm gone, I'm all alone on this lonely road
And I'm gone, I'm gone

I'm packed up, on the road
I'm so gone and I'm heartless
It's weird that my home don't feel like home
I'm all alone and I'm drowning
I'd rather you lie than tell the truth
I love the way you disown it
My hate grown and that shit shows
Only God knows what I'm going through
You send shots, I send 'em back
I deserve betta, my bags are packed
You hate the fact that I know now
You hate the fact that I moved on
Your stubborn ass tryna prove me wrong
You sent at me hits with 'em love songs
You a lil late and I'm so gone
I'm past the point of just faking
We fucking up but I take it
I'm all alone boy, I make it
I wish you the best with yo new man!
That's his baggage that he gotta deal with
Growing up and I know you feel it
You feel regret and you tryna hide it
Them late night calls we gon' keep in private

I'm packed up, far from home
No way to go and I'm all alone
I don't need shit on this lonely road
I don't need shit on this lonely road
I'm gone, I'm all alone on this lonely road
And I'm gone, I'm gone