[Hook: Ricky Smith]
I never wanted to make you feel alone
I never wanted to leave you on your own
But if you look up sometimes, you just might find
That you’re not that far from home
I never wanted to make you feel alone
[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen]
Yo, but what I’m feeling right now is, astounded
I used to be the lone wolf but I’m surrounded
By people who love me, or say they proud of me
Like, where the fuck were you when I only had family?
Had to move back home and prove my dream was possible
Under pressure, that’s logical
Levitating, I’m David Blaine-ing my obstacles
This kid has got a lot of flow
There’s no denying but somehow I got the people divided
I call that Gaza flow like no, no, no
I don’t pick sides, would not be right
Cause the M so biased
Sometimes the best way to handle a fight
Is a baseball bat with no glove
Sometimes we scream at the top of our lungs to show love
Sometimes the people we love don’t even know we exist
Sometimes the timing ain’t right
Sometimes it's just on my wrist
But that’s it, so let me handle my biz
And when I go to Ireland just let me handle my Guinness
Girl I be back in a minute, yeah you know, yeah you know, woo
I never wanted to make you feel alone
I never wanted to leave you on your own
But if you look up sometimes, you just might find
That you’re not that far from home
I never wanted to make you feel alone
[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen]
Yo, but what I’m feeling right now is, astounded
I used to be the lone wolf but I’m surrounded
By people who love me, or say they proud of me
Like, where the fuck were you when I only had family?
Had to move back home and prove my dream was possible
Under pressure, that’s logical
Levitating, I’m David Blaine-ing my obstacles
This kid has got a lot of flow
There’s no denying but somehow I got the people divided
I call that Gaza flow like no, no, no
I don’t pick sides, would not be right
Cause the M so biased
Sometimes the best way to handle a fight
Is a baseball bat with no glove
Sometimes we scream at the top of our lungs to show love
Sometimes the people we love don’t even know we exist
Sometimes the timing ain’t right
Sometimes it's just on my wrist
But that’s it, so let me handle my biz
And when I go to Ireland just let me handle my Guinness
Girl I be back in a minute, yeah you know, yeah you know, woo
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