Released: February 10, 2017
Featuring: SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
Songwriter: SIMON SAYZ (Producer) Lupe Fiasco
Producer: Floss & Flame
[Hook: SimonSayz]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
I don’t wanna be here by myself
But I’m just like you, and you don’t wanna be here by yourself
Wanna put my name on it, but don’t wanna end the friendship
'Cause that’s a declaration, of independence
Would you lie for it? Would you die for it?
Put fireworks all inside of that sky for it?
Would you wait for me, then get away from me?
Wait ‘til I come outside, hop inside the ride and floor it
Tell her, she’ll be safe with me
To the tellers in the safe with me
When the shootin' starts, don’t go with them
You should stay with me
'Cause in the race of hearts, that’s the place to be
'Cause the finish line is exactly where you start
So I’ll run around this whole bitch, just to end up where you are
Now that’s real shit, treadmill shit
I’m Treadstone but I feel shit
That’s Bourne knowledge, yes you are, you just gon' have to believe
That we 'bout to go to work so these niggas gon' have to leave
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Now you all business, started up yourself a small business
And we all in this, no half-steppin', we high heel
All inches, high yield, small interest, hell yeah
That’s a loan and we owe some
But we pay the bank back out the same sack, same money we just stole from
That’s real, that’s a steal
Like four to two, I look forward to you, lookin' down on the field
And you look 4'2", look forward boo, don’t look down at your heels
Don't matter what's at stake, just let it burn, don't e'en look down at your grill
Either way we gon' ball, look around at your wheels
Even the baby gon' ball, look around at your wheels
This ain't my shit, this our shit
Look around what you build and that's great and shape
And you should look inside how you feel
You look and sound like you trill, you look inside for that feel
Or just look and sound how I look and sound
'Cause I look and sound like I kill niggas
And you just gon' have to believe
And babe, I'm 'bout to go to work so these niggas gon' have to leave
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
She don't want no soft nigga, she just don't want no false nigga
Daddy can be a gangsta, just can't be no lost nigga
If you a senior, be a senior
Don't be runnin' 'round like some frosh niggas
Snapback is great, but you're 'bout to graduate
Take your hat off nigga
Tiger did 'cause Tiger could
But if Tiger couldn't then Tiger wouldn't
That's a billion dollars off golf, nigga
She my fast money, my cash money, take a loss with her
And let's move slow and make a million dollars off cough syrup
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
I don’t wanna be here by myself
But I’m just like you, and you don’t wanna be here by yourself
Wanna put my name on it, but don’t wanna end the friendship
'Cause that’s a declaration, of independence
Would you lie for it? Would you die for it?
Put fireworks all inside of that sky for it?
Would you wait for me, then get away from me?
Wait ‘til I come outside, hop inside the ride and floor it
Tell her, she’ll be safe with me
To the tellers in the safe with me
When the shootin' starts, don’t go with them
You should stay with me
'Cause in the race of hearts, that’s the place to be
'Cause the finish line is exactly where you start
So I’ll run around this whole bitch, just to end up where you are
Now that’s real shit, treadmill shit
I’m Treadstone but I feel shit
That’s Bourne knowledge, yes you are, you just gon' have to believe
That we 'bout to go to work so these niggas gon' have to leave
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Now you all business, started up yourself a small business
And we all in this, no half-steppin', we high heel
All inches, high yield, small interest, hell yeah
That’s a loan and we owe some
But we pay the bank back out the same sack, same money we just stole from
That’s real, that’s a steal
Like four to two, I look forward to you, lookin' down on the field
And you look 4'2", look forward boo, don’t look down at your heels
Don't matter what's at stake, just let it burn, don't e'en look down at your grill
Either way we gon' ball, look around at your wheels
Even the baby gon' ball, look around at your wheels
This ain't my shit, this our shit
Look around what you build and that's great and shape
And you should look inside how you feel
You look and sound like you trill, you look inside for that feel
Or just look and sound how I look and sound
'Cause I look and sound like I kill niggas
And you just gon' have to believe
And babe, I'm 'bout to go to work so these niggas gon' have to leave
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
She don't want no soft nigga, she just don't want no false nigga
Daddy can be a gangsta, just can't be no lost nigga
If you a senior, be a senior
Don't be runnin' 'round like some frosh niggas
Snapback is great, but you're 'bout to graduate
Take your hat off nigga
Tiger did 'cause Tiger could
But if Tiger couldn't then Tiger wouldn't
That's a billion dollars off golf, nigga
She my fast money, my cash money, take a loss with her
And let's move slow and make a million dollars off cough syrup
[Hook: SIMON SAYZ]
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
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