Album Cover We're All Alone

We're All Alone

Dave

8

I remember when I used to be innocent, ain′t shit changed

I'm a young black belligerent

Child of an immigrant, lifestyle frivolous′Round here we keep bad company cah 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 niggas, 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 the Aston red leather, like

(And action) yeah

I had dreams of doin′ architecture

Or sittin' through a Harvard lecture

How the fuck 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 fuckin' snakes

You idolize the girl, there′s no way I wife her

She only fucks with rich niggas, 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 99 marks, I wasn't tryin′ on my test

I'm blessed (why?)

Because the pasta is gamberoni, the watch is a classic Rollie

The pussy 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 fuckin' 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 with seven people livin′ with me

You don't know what I did for myself

My mum′s the one that gave me opportunities

And put me in positions that I couldn't have pictured myself

We′re from Nigeria, Benin City, Sin City

Don't know what it's like? Take a trip for yourself

Poverty′s killin′ us, the government's killin′ us

If they ain't killin′ us, then we're killin′ ourselves

I would die for the niggas I love

My life's full of plotholes, and I'm fillin′ ′em up

I told mummy, "I ain't nothin′ like my father"

I'ma show her there′s a different definition to love

I tell my fans we're all alone in this together

You can trust me

All the shit you been feelin′, you're feelin' with me

We all the took the wrong turns in different streets

We all cry the same tears on different cheeks

I got a message from a kid on Monday mornin′

Said he′s grateful I responded and he's feelin′ at peace with himself

Me and him got more in common than he thinks

But I tell him it's nothin′ big, so I can go on and live with myself

I knew that God would cast me as the leader

Somethin' special when he messaged me and told me that I saved his life

In 23 years, I done so much wrong

But in that moment, I just felt like I had made it right

(Hey Dave, it′s Mollie Cowen)

(Um, we sent to you a, um, movie)

(An NDA to sign, um, in an e-mail and also by DocuSign)

(For, um, a movie called... um, which... is directing with...)

(Nina Gold is casting)

(Ehm, there's very little info that we have)

(But, um)

(I think we definitely want to put our hat in the ring for and go for)

(If there is a way in which you could do a take out there)

(Please have a look and get back right away, thanks, bye)