I sit and try to wonder why
It's been two weeks and no reply
I sit around and contemplate
The show's tomorrow and I have no date
No one to dance with or shake and bake
Just another lonely September 28
Don't make it another lonely September 28
Hella sad so I'm rapping to the sad beat (Heyyy)
I'm riding hella sober in the homie back seat
I need a bottle and a 30 to relax me (Heyyy)
And to tell the cutie that I miss her, but don't actually
These past weeks have been ass cheeks (Heyyy)
I ain't feeling so good so don't ask me
Just keep doing what you doing, look passed me (Heyyy)
Same time I got 'em staring like a crash scene
I don't know what the fuck I'm doing
Tell me where do I go
Feet stuck, I ain't moving
Standing there in the cold
Different area code
Feeling very alone
Still ignoring all calls while I stare at my phone (Heyyy)
Shame on me, it's not they fault
Put the blame on me, on my Akon steez
Still fight thru anything trying take on me (Heyyy)
Big man, been a warrior like Draymond Green
Face on fleek, yeah, I'm pretty in my own right
Forty-ounce glass, that's the only thing I hold tight
Drinking High Life while I'm looking like a lowlife
But it's my life, Imma live it till there's no life
Imma live it till there's no life
You see
Gonna live it till there's no life
No life