We'reAllAlone

We're All Alone (Explicit) - Dave

Lyrics by：Kyle Evans/Dave

Composed by：Kyle Evans/Dave

I remember when I used to be innocent ain't s**t changed

I'm a young black belligerent

Child of an immigrant lifestyle frivolous

'Round here we keep bad company 'cuh them people pay dividends

What's the point of bein' rich when your family ain't

It's like flyin' first class on a crashin' plane

Dinners with the same n***as just higher bills

And all the models Himalayan they got higher heels

We're all alone in this together right

Quiet on set places everybody

You know the seats in thе Aston red leather like

And action yeah

I had dreams of doin' architecture

Or sittin' through a Harvard lecture

How the f**k I end up bein' Harvey Specter

Young black art collector I could take the pressure

Had the scales now suits that come made to measure

I drew the thin line between love and hate

Double date what you drinkin'

Let me cut the games

Backstabbin' man I'd rather that you cut my face

If I ain't charmin' to women it's all the f**kin' snakes

You idolize the girl there's no way I wife her

She only ****s with rich n***as that's the way I like it

I can't fabricate the truth it's just the way I write it

You got points on your creative license

Ask Rapz that's a criminal graduatin' in civil law

Nothin' ain't civil 'bout the Civil War

Grip a four Gryffindor this'll have you lyin' on your chest

I got ninety nine marks I wasn't tryin' on my test

I'm blessed why

Because the pasta is gamberoni the watch is a classic Rollie

The p***y is sacred it's holy like matrimony

I'm payin' the alimony to numb all the acrimony

The flight is to Santorini the car is a Lamborghini

The cheese the cheddar the

Mozzarella the fettuccini the only aim

Look at my ego in the daily life

You see what happens when you

Got the f**kin' game in a vice

We're all alone

I got a message from a kid on Sunday mornin'

Said he don't know what to do

And that he's thinkin' of killin' himself

Me and him got more in common than he thinks

But I tell him to see a shrink so

I can go on and live with myself

I knew that my life was a film

From when I had to share a bed

With my mum and I was pissin' myself

I just want my flowers while I'm here

So I can put them at the front of the grave

That I've been diggin' myself

I grew up in a two bed flat

1 with seven people livin' with me

You don't know what I did for myself

My mum's the one that gave me opportunities