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Alone but not forever
Title: "Alone (The Diss)" Yo, you’re just a ghost in this love song, no cost— Starving for attention like a broke man at a loss, You’re texting like a siren, but your signals are lost— I’m the storm, you’re the flicker, you’ll never hold me, kid. Your “slow night” is a joke, I’m out here resettin’, Sippin’ on success while you’re still overspending— You’re a whisper behind a door, I’m the kick-in’ it— “Get to know you”? Nah, I’d rather just quit it. (Hook: Pop Swagger) How do you get me alone? You’re the ghost, I’m the throne— Pop the tag, but I own this zone, You’re the night, I’m the dawn… You’re a landline, dead line, stuck in the past— I’m the Wi-Fi, the future, you’re just a crash. Your love’s a bad mixtape, I’m the platinum press— Now beg for a feature? Girl, that’s a waste. (Hook: Pop Swagger) How do you get me alone? You’re the ghost, I’m the throne— Pop the tag, but I own this zone, You’re the night, I’m the dawn… [Outro Zinger] Now check your texts—still no ring, no reply— Guess you’ll rot in your “alone,” kid. I’m gone. Style Notes: Combines Mac Miller’s smooth wit with battle rap ferocity, using tech metaphors and flipped hooks for that "All Year" pop swagger. The diss pivots from pity to power, turning vulnerability into a punchline.
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