P: The Art Of Lonelyness

Maybe it's over
Maybe it's over
Hope I don't lose my composure
Im getting older
What if it's ending with
Everyone saying i told you
I couldn't take it
Trynna explain to my momma
Why I didn't make it
And move back home with her
So used to [C7]failing I can't look my [A]dad in the face
So im on [C7]my [A]own with it
Childhood friends turned ghost
We ain't even that close
Could've thought we was [Am7]family
Went and [Bm]had kids too soon
Why tell them [A]my [A]fate when they won't understand [Bm]me
Matte black coupe and [Bm]a grammy
Still tɾynna keep my [A]faith
Even if i lose my [A]bitch
I know another nigga gone take my [A]place
Yea
How many times can I disappoint
Till everyone laughs they starting to [C7]point
Over 10,000 what is the point
Lost every job that you [A7can appoint
Been 2 years since i had a bed
Sleep on [C7]the couch in somebody's house
Late on [C7]the ɾent it's something I dread
Funny thing is it's all [Em]in my [A]head
Maybe [Am]if i tell myself that i got [Fm7]it
Then maybe [Am]I'll get it cause
It's not impossible I done seen this shit 100 times
I done dreamed this shit 100 times
Trynna see it from the other side
Busy feening for [Dm7]some pretty eyes
Double d's and [Bm]a set of thighs
Pretty women tell me pretty lies
I only cried for [Dm7]you
When i was [Am7]on [C7]drugs
I tɾaded my [A]pride for [Dm7]you
I just wanted love
And i nearly died for [Dm7]you
Would you [A7do the same
Cause I should've known
That stɾaight from the go
The end would be [Am]nothing but pain
Always ɾegret but never forget
Always in guilt but never admit
Always afraid to [C7]do what wanted to [C7]do
When in time i cease to [C7]exist
I can't be [Am]here by myself
I should be [Am]here by myself
You left me here by myself
But I'll just keep this to [C7]myself iguess it's karma