Macona - Pity Party (feat. Sean Martinez)

I don't really like your friends that I met at the party
So I started walking round and kissing on barbies
I wish that you were here but you're not I'm so sorry
You're on your own now
I don't fuck with you cause you never put your phone down
ADHD and serotonin make a hoe drown
I lost my virginity to someone I don't even wanna talk to
I'm six feet under you can't save me now
So I fucked up everything but kept my pride
If that shit gon' kill me then take my life
Shawty told me I'm a loser like I don't know I'm
Wasting every second going out of my mind
I wanna have a little fun I don't give a fuck about you
Wake up in the morning and you're always in a bad mood
Now you're tryna act like I never even had you
I gave you everything when I never even had to
Nobody knows that I'm all alone
I sit in my room with dry tears and I turn off my phone
I don't want a pity party I want someone to hold
You know that winter time's coming and it's gonna be cold
So prepare yourself
We're too high in the altitude
And we can't turn back now
Shawty wants wealth and a trip down to Malibu
I guess I can't turn back now
Damn
I guess I can't turn back now
Been a minute since we last spoke
I've been on the road
Chilling with me, myself and I
Yeah we going slow
I got a lot on my chest gotta let it go
Cause if I don't I might be crushed alive
By everything in sight
And if I do I may finally be free
From the hell that's holding me
Yeah, and it's been too much and I'm wasted
Been broken down a couple times I always made it
I'm staying focused on these dreams I'm concentrated
It may seem simple but life is so complicated
I hope you're feeling alive tonight
Cause I've been racing away goodbye
And now I'm risking my life alright
I got nobody in my passenger seat but that's not what I need
I gotta take care of me
Nobody knows that I'm all alone
I sit in my room with dry tears and I turn off my phone
I don't want a pity party I want someone to hold
You know that winter time's coming and it's gonna be cold
So prepare yourself
We're too high in the altitude
And we can't turn back now
Shawty wants wealth and a trip down to Malibu
I guess I can't turn back now

Written by:
Peyton Reid, Sean Martinez

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