Scared 2 Be Lonely Lyrics by Lil Tjay is a New English song from the album “222” sung by popular rapper Lil Tjay. Lyrics of this song are written by Lil Tjay & Geo Vocals and music produced by Way9.
Scared 2 Be Lonely Song Details
Singer : Lil Tjay
Album : 222
Lyrics : Lil Tjay, VVS Melody, Way9, Bizness Boi, Geo Vocals
Music : Way9, Mike Wavvs, VVS Melody, Fasbeats
Label : Columbia Records
Scared 2 Be Lonely Lyrics
Too many lonely days, too many solo nights
I’ll be back in your arms at midnight
Hold me ’cause I’m scared to be lonely
Strapped up, but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright
Money long, just stackin’ different height
Ain’t gon’ let ’em take me out tonight
In the stu’, I’m workin’ ’cause I’m paid
Tryna flex these millions I made
Phone ringin’, ni**as wanna talk
I ain’t pick that sh*t up in some days
Dead broke ni**a, come from rags
Sorry if me shinin’ gets you mad
Ni**as got no motion, sh*t be sad
So they say I’m cocky when I brag
I was low, low, down bad
Went to school, no money, ’bout to crash
Turnin’ this sh*t to somethin’ was a task
Now you look at me, you see the glass
Foreign V’s, hoppin’ out the whip
‘Member me and Lola hoppin’ cabs (Damn)
Sittin’, smokin’, thinkin’ ’bout my life (Sit)
Why the good go so fast? (Damn)
Why would God save my type? (Huh?)
He know all my secrets from the past (Damn)
Thinkin’ ’bout the sh*t I been through (Damn)
I ain’t probably come out so bad (Oh)
Strapped up, but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright
Money long, just stackin’ different height
Ain’t gon’ let ’em take me out tonight
In the stu’, I’m workin’ ’cause I’m paid
Tryna flex these millions I made
Phone ringin’, ni**as wanna talk
I ain’t pick that sh*t up in some days
So many times I could’ve died
(Hey, died, died)
I don’t be prayin’, no lie, but I won’t deny
Something saved me, something saved me
God, oh, why?
Grind mode, that be always (Hey)
I’m just tryna give myself a raise
Life hard, I be makin’ plays (Huh?)
Like I’m tryna figure out a maze
From the heart whenever I write
Trauma on my mental won’t fade
Shot seven times, no glaze (Shot)
We done put some ni**as in the-
I could show a ni**a how to act
.40 cal’, it teach him to behave
I come from a city if you lack
You must watch your sh*t up on the page
Lotta sh*t can’t say up in these raps (No)
Know I’m different, I just got my ways
Sh*t be on my mental, so I blaze (Boom)
Free my ni**as sittin’ in the cage (Boom, boom)
Strapped up, but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright (Grrah, grrah)
Money long, just stackin’ different height
Ain’t gon’ let ’em take me out tonight (No)
In the stu’, I’m workin’ ’cause I’m paid
Tryna flex these millions I made
Phone ringin’, ni**as wanna talk
I ain’t pick that sh*t up in some days
So many times I could’ve died
I don’t be prayin’, no lie, but I won’t deny
Something saved me, something saved me
God, oh, why?