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letra de loner - willie isz

[hook 1: jneiro]
can anybody hear me, please i need some help
i really really wanna be somebody else
i feel so insecure just being myself
man i feel so alone, i feel so alone
i look at every club and see black and white
there’s no in betweens, i need more to my life
but everytime i try see it’s a constant fight
so man i feel so alone, see i feel so alone
like mr. john doe wearing the some old clothes
the same old flow with the same old story
i wish see i wish that there’s somewhere to go
but man i feel so alone, see i feel so alone
can anybody hear me, yo i need some help
i really really wanna be somebody else
i feel so insecure just being myself
man i feel so alone, i feel so alone

[verse 1: jneiro]
i program the beat just like you
talk like you even walk like you
man can i be a b-boy like you?
getting all the girls man that’ll be cool
nowadays ain’t that what we gotta do?
roll with the rims and have new tennis shoes
never had a girl she a big booty boo
and the only way i ain’t got her cause i’m that new
or is it you that dude?
or is it i’m a fool?
my circuit’s tripping, can i make my own decisions?
what am i thinking?
but is it good just to be myself?
man i forget that because it’s easy to be somebody else

[bridge/hook 2: jneiro]
i’m a regular guy in the cold cold world
but i wanna be much much more
i want the flyest car and the baddest broad
cause i never had that before
now do you play the game and be the man?
that dude that makes dough so well
i got this big ol’ chain like a b-boy man
and a sign that says soul for sale, well…

[hook 1]

[verse 2: khujo]
can i be you cause i don’t wanna be me
you so strong and i’m so weak
i’m so lame and you so chic
can i follow you around every day of the week?
can i be on tv, can i drive fancy cars?
can i be like you and party like a rockstar
can i come to the show, can i get backstage?
can i sit frontrow, can i get mad paid?
man you don’t wanna be me, shawty you wanna do you
it ain’t all gravy baby, when you coming true
they gonna try to hate
they might even throw some salt
but this is what you do, you do you keep on walking your walk
don’t listen to the talk they talk
them boys ain’t trill, they false
them boys ain’t win, they loss
ya’ll boys just help, they boss
so why you flexing baby?
real g’s don’t trap and tell
you ain’t gotta lie to kick it
homeboy just be yourself

[bridge/hook 2]

[outro: jneiro]
i guess the moral of the story is
that all y’all, just need to be yourself
do you, not me, not them, not us
you gotta do you

- willie isz

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