Artist: Childish Gambino (Donald Glover)
Album:  EP
Song:   Be Alone
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Chorus]
I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone
I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone
Cause you know, somewhere inside, I can not find
the feeling I got from you, no
Somewhere inside, I can not find
the feeling I got from you, ho

[Childish Gambino]
Hard for a pitchfork, soft for a Rockefeller
Music was my side chick, but now we're movin in together
Always felt misunderstood I guess I have to tolerate
My swag Jehovah Witness dude, it never take a holiday
APC jeans, brown leather jacket on
Kitsuné cable knit, cardigan from Rag & Bone
Thick Filipino chick, homemade bracelet
Her booty make her just a rapper she ain't gotta say shit
... I'm someone they admire
Set the game ablaze, I'm an arcade fire
Laughed at my rise like my motion was funny
Yes ashy to classy my lotion is money
The ride is easy, when the dollar's there to grease the wheels
Now everybody tell me what to do and how to feel
It seems the more I try to connect with the world
I am feeling more alone than I ever have felt before
I wanna pick up the phone, ask my dad how to handle it
But what will happen when my dad's not there to answer it?
I try to clear my mind of thoughts that only slow me down
like when these niggaz call me "faggot" and we homies now
But we are not homies, I just keep you around
Cause all your talkin is the noise I need to kill the sound
of all these voices tellin me no one can help me out
We are alone, I'm just the only one to figure out

[Chorus]

[Childish Gambino]
"You are the bestest, I will obey you"
These words I wrote for you when you were fuckin other dudes
The only thing I need from you now, is some solitude
Actions over words "girls will be girls" that's all it proves
I used to be this guy sittin with an open heart
Now my computer screen's the only place I feel a spark
I don't fuck with fake bitches, except for when I fuck with fake bitches
Canon 5D to take pictures
of these girls who wouldn't talk to me a year ago
49er chick askin for money, she get zero though
Here I go again talkin money, women and clothes and cars, right?
You could switch all of my words out with Plies's right?
People sayin we're the same, please, come from under me
We are just some rappers, got no luxury of subtlety
No subjects when we're rappin - we say it like we hear it
I put it on a track, and I hope you get the spirit cause

[Chorus]