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Saba

Genres: Hip-Hop

Busy / Sirens Lyrics - Saba

I'm so alone 

But all of my friends, but all of my friends, got some shit to do, yea 

All of 'em got plans, I call 'em up, "my bad," and text 'em 

They never cross me like bad pedestrians 

I've been this awkward since adolescence 

I don't know how long I had depression 

Never no peer-pressure, I'm tryna' get my little pecker 

Off in some girl I call my BFF, that ain't no secret kept 

I fucked then told my cousin, I'm broke, I wasn't buzzin' 

I tried to hit a few years, she wasn't budgin' 

I'm bogus, left my girl for some shawty 

Surely deservin' of all this lonely 

"You sad? Tell me, how are you sad? 

You got all of these friends, you got all of these fans" 

I ain't trust nobody new since 2012, I ain't let nobody in 

Jesus got killed for our sins, Walter got killed for a coat 

I'm tryna' cope, but it's a part of me gone and apparently I'm alone 

 

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I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away 

I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe 

I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away 

I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe 

 

I'm so alone 

Just me and my girl, she leave me for work, then leave me for school 

She finally home, I leave her for tour 

FaceTiming nudity, yeah 

All of this new to me, yeah 

All of the infidelity when I was 17 

Been catchin' up, I still feel like she catch me cheating 

Niggas askin' me how tour was 

Knowin' I been home like 2 months 

And I seen your ass like 2 times 

Save the small-talk like too, damn no time, social interaction 

Have female friends I found attractive 

I tried to fuck, but I am no savage 

Now we don't speak, we just walk past 

If my past could talk, it'd probably reply to the missed calls after all 

'Cause the friendships that I can't recall, 

Done turned my heart into camouflage 

While the guys I used to play basketball with 

Doing shit that I can't endorse 

Now with the Lord, now it really pours down 

Was alone then, still alone now 

 

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I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away 

I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe 

I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away 

I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe 

 

I'm barely here, how I ain't present 

Yeah I drift for a second 

Forgot to reply to your message 

But only she, I been the same in your presence 

Counting the seconds, before I reply to your message 

My biggest fear, is that I have to say goodbye another time 

So I just keep tellin' her I'm on, hopefully prolonging this 

I don't need nobody new to miss 

I want you to know, uuh 

 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now we're lying where the angels, ye 

 

Ridin' through the city 

I'm young, I'm black, I'm guilty 

I know one time want to kill me 

They don't know me but they fear me 

Fifteen years old with the sticky 

They gon' blame it on the marijuana 

Hands behind your head 

And they won't let up off the head 

What if I move to this one state? 

What if they shootin' that shit hit? 

What if I run then it look bad? 

Drawing they gun right off the hip 

I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know they serve and protect 

But they think I'm servin', or they think my cellphone's a weapon 

Heard that the robber wore a black mask 

I fit the description, a.k.a. nigga, what is the difference 

Is it the name, we so divided I'm from Division 

Clutch that purse 'cause of my dreadlocks 

Cross that street 'cause I'm with my friends 

Curse every song in Hip-Hop 

Keep telling yourself it's a fad 

 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) 

Sirens on the way, ayy 

Now we're lying where the 

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