We're All Alone

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 **** 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 ****in' snakes You idolize the girl, there's no way I wife her She only ****s 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 ****in' 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 'em 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 took the wrong turns on 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 to me right away, thanks, bye)