911 / Mr. Lonely (feat. Frank Ocean & Steve Lacy)

Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me Call me, how you doin'? Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet you Here's my number You can reach me at, woo! (Call me) 911, call me some time (You should call me) 911, call me some time (You should call me, oh) 911 (Call me) 911 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My thirst levels are infinity and beyond Sippin' on that lemonade, I need a Beyoncé Can't see straight, these shades are Céline Dion Sucks you can't gas me up, shout out to Elon Musk, yeah I got a sold out show Crowd wild out but don't matter 'cause you not front row I've been lookin' for a keeper, listen to the speaker If you fit description, hit me on my beeper At that 911 Call me some time Ring, ring, ring Please bang my line, you know I'll answer Click Call me some time Ring, ring, ring Please bang my line Call me 911, call me some time You should call me 911, call me some time You should call me, oh 911 You should call me 911 Chirp, chirp Chirp, chirp Woke up in the burbs, burbs With the the birds, birds Where you used to come and get me with the swerve, swerve These days you gotta find time Even the night line Work line Dial 9 Five car garage Full tank of the gas But that don't mean nothin', nothin' Nothin', nothin', without you shotgun in the passenger I'm the loneliest man alive But I keep on dancin' to throw 'em off I'm gon' run out of moves 'cause I can't groove to the blues If you know any DJs, tell 'em to call me at 911 I can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuck Old lonely ass nigga... need to go and get some bitches or something I can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuck Weird ass nigga I can't even lie, I've been lonely as fuck I can't even lie, I've been Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely They say the loudest in the room is weak That's what they assume, but I disagree I say the loudest in the room Is prolly the loneliest one in the room (that's me) Attention seeker, public speaker Oh my God, that boy there is so fuckin' lonely Writin' songs about these people Who do not exist, he's such a fuckin' phony One thing I know, is that I wanna Win so bad, but I'm not Chicago Heart is low, it's real low, it's so low You can't lift me up, I'm like Gallardo From the start it's been real dark It's been so dark I guess that you could call me charbroiled, huh I'm playin' like Hasbro I'm really Saari, call me Arto Crashed the McLaren, bought me a Tesla I know you sick of me talkin' 'bout cars (skrrt) But what the fuck else do you want from me? That is the only thing keepin' me company Purchase some things until I'm annoyed These items is fillin' the void Been fillin' it for so long I don't even know if it's shit I enjoy (oh) Current battle as an adult My partner is a shadow I need love, do you got some I could borrow? Fuck it, I could find some tomorrow Woah, but that never comes Like a vasectomy, what have I done? I got the talent, the face and the funds Found myself long ago but I haven't found someone (who) Mirror, mirror on the wall (who) The loneliest of them all (me) Cupid actin' stupid Do you got another number I could call? Never had a pet I've never had a pet There's more fish in the sea But I never had a goldfish to begin with I never had a dog So I've never been good with bitches 'Cause I never threw a ball, fetch I never had a pet, that's where it stems from, I bet Treat me like direct deposit Check in on me sometime Ask me how I'm really doin' So I never have to press that 911 Oh! Damn! Damn!