12 lyrics for "I'm so tired of on my own,"

I'm so tired We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Of all the problems you've been causin' me Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again I'm holdin'
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You'll never be my hometown girl There's nothing like her in this world I'm tired of the get around girls Ain't nothing like my hometown girl (Ooh, why?) I'm missing someone else This will never be the same But I blame it on myself Because I can't make
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I'm so tired Of all the problems you've been causin' me (ha—ha—ha) We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again
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Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms
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I couldn't hide from the thunder In the sky full of song Hold me down, I'm so tired now Aim your arrow at the sky Take me down, I'm too tired now I thought that I was flying But maybe I'm dying tonight Grab me by my ankles I've been flying for too long
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Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. There's got to be a bottle in the back. Got to get this devil off my back. There's a note on the table. Said I ain't coming back. 'Til your sorry ass is gone. I'm tired of the cheating and running around. I never saw
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Fuck that other nigga When she tired of her nigga Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my nigga Fuck with other bitches I know this girl Fuck them other niggas I'll ride for my nigga I'll die for my nigga
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I'm so tired of being alone, I'm so tired of on my own, Won't you help me, girl, Just as soon as you can. People say that I've found a way, To make you say, That you love me. You didn't go for that,
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There's no place like home No place like home There's no place I'd rather be than home It's been a long time on the road Without a soul to call my own I'm tired of talking to the cards I miss the flowers in the yard I'm gonna move out of the street
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