In a lonely place, how can you be so blind?
I'm still at home chillin', you know what I'm sayin'?
I be on my phone and shit, I be like, damn

I haven't hit the scene in a minute, my new litter's
The candles, recently purchased that are perfectly scented
But the rush of bein' in the mix can't be cured binge-watchin' shit on Netflix
My new normal ain't normal at all
Scrollin' through my contacts like who can I call?
Now I'm on Instagram, damn, they havin' a ball
That was me once upon a time
Back in my prime now I'm happy to fall fast asleep, sound of rain on repeat
Instead of coutin' sheep, I'm countin' all the likes from the newest post
Then the toast with the Magnum bottles, then the picture with the IG models
Wide awake, rockin' envy goggles
Wish I was there where the action at
Loud clubs, hot drinks and it's action-packed
Who am I foolin', worked too hard to do nuttin'
If I said I didn't miss it, I'd be frontin'
Go to sleep

I'm still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
I'm still alone, I'm still alone
I'm still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
I'm still alone, I'm still alone

My mans hit me up and said "Tonight, dawg, we celebratin'
My son is goin' to college" I said "Congratulations"
He said "Nah, you don't get it, it's two graduations
Him from high school and me from child-support payments" (blackness)
So happy 'cause his check no longer gettin' garnished
Then he texted me a flyer with these strippers on it
Wit' eight different color type-faces written on it
I'm thinkin' to myself "Damn, yo, this is a warning"
We get down, "Thinkin', damn yo, this shit is boring"
After 35, the club's a different kinda torment
Pretend to be excited, watchin' bitches Diddy Bop
When you would rather be at home watchin' flipper flop
I took a flick and then I posted on my IG, yeah
It looked good but it was all lies like Firefest
Before you hang with anybody 25 or less, stay your ass at
Home and keep it low, that's what I suggest

I'm still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
I'm still alone, I'm still alone
I'm still in a lonely place, sittin' alone, alone
I'm still alone

All these numbers and nobody to call
I just want someone to talk to tonight, yeah, tonight, yeah
Sing it for me!
All these numbers and nobody to call (yeah)
I just want someone to talk to tonight, yeah, ooh tonight, yeah

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Phonte Coleman, Thomas Louis Jones