All Alone
Lil Uzi Vert Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil' Uzi, Lil' Uzi, brrt)
Yeah

I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone

Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son

I don't even know how I made it (yeah, yeah)
I was nervous, but I had patience (yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (yeah)
I don't even know how I made it (what?)
Fuckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" (yeah)
Fuck me, you get Mercedes
Fuck me, you get Mercedes
I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood)
I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)
I know I'm misunderstood (yeah, fuck 'em)
I know that you're all alone

I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone

Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son

And my circle tight just like some Cheerios (yeah)
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (yeah)
And my circle tight just like some Cheerios
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (what?)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (Lil' Uzi)
Back up, shawty gave me brain (what?), She got her master's (yeah)
Pull up with ten whips (whips) like what's a Mazda? (Yeah)
My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (whoa)
I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none)

I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone

Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)




My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son

Overall Meaning

In "All Alone" by Lil Uzi Vert, the lyrics depict the artist's self-assuredness and confidence in his own success and lifestyle. The repeated refrain of "I know that you're all alone" suggests that the person he is addressing is feeling lonely and seeking his attention. He acknowledges this by saying, "That's why you tryna call my phone," implying that the person is reaching out to him in their time of solitude. However, Uzi counters with the assertion that their feelings toward him have dissipated, declaring, "I know that your feelings gone." He then refers to himself as a "dog" and metaphorically compares his presence to a bone, indicating that he will be the source of comfort or satisfaction to the person despite their emotional detachment.


The chorus also highlights Uzi's financial success and generosity. He boasts about having "racks up" and being able to give the person what they want, but warns that if they throw a tantrum or behave poorly, they won't receive his favor. Uzi further emphasizes his affluence by mentioning his good looks, and his money being intended for his future generation, saying, "My money's so long, it's for my grandson." He concludes the chorus by expressing his lack of concrete plans, suggesting that his focus is on enjoying his wealth and lifestyle without any definitive goals or obligations.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Expressing agreement and enthusiasm


Yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, huh)
Continued agreement and enthusiasm


Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil' Uzi, Lil' Uzi, brrt)
Acknowledging oneself, emphasizing identity


Yeah
Reaffirming agreement and enthusiasm


I know that you're all alone
Aware that you are feeling lonely


That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
Understanding your need for companionship


I know that your feelings gone
Recognizing that your emotions have faded


I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Asserting dominance and causing you to desire my attention


Got my racks up
Accumulated wealth and financial success


Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Satisfying her desires, even if it leads to emotional outbursts


Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (whoa)
Appreciating my attractive appearance and self-confidence


My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
Having abundant wealth, to the point of inheriting it to future generations


I don't even have no fucking plans, son
Lack of specific goals or directions, living in the present


I don't even know how I made it (yeah, yeah)
Expressing disbelief about personal success and achievements


I was nervous, but I had patience (yeah)
Experiencing anxiety, but maintaining perseverance


I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (yeah)
Confidently asserting oneself as the best


Fuckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" (yeah)
Engaging in casual sexual encounters without emotional attachment


Fuck me, you get Mercedes
Offering materialistic rewards in exchange for sexual relations


I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood)
Preferring romantic partners from less privileged backgrounds


I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)
Acknowledging personal flaws and shortcomings


I know I'm misunderstood (yeah, fuck 'em)
Realizing that others often misinterpret or misjudge me


And my circle tight just like some Cheerios (yeah)
Referring to a close-knit group of friends, comparing them to cereal


Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy)
Glistening and colorful diamonds resembling a bowl of cereal


Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode
Engaging in enthusiastic and thrilling sexual activities


Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (yeah)
Emphasizing the endurance of one's legacy and avoiding death


Back up, shawty gave me brain (what?), She got her master's (yeah)
Requesting personal space after receiving oral sex, recognizing her intellectual accomplishments


Pull up with ten whips (whips) like what's a Mazda? (Yeah)
Arriving with multiple luxurious cars, disregarding affordable options


My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (whoa)
Referring to a friend who owns a Rolls-Royce Phantom, alluding to the friendly ghost


I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none)
Expressing distrust towards promiscuous individuals and inability to keep track of them




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Don Cannon, James Icart, Lyle Leduff, Martin Pitt, Symere Bysil Woods

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Comments from YouTube:

@user-ey2rm5jr4j

I pray that whoever reads this, GOD HEALS WHATEVER IS HURTING YOU.🙏🏽

@riansuniverse

Thank you!

@Blood_Reign

God bless brotha

@Tulsa-productions

may God Bless you brother i love you and everyone else as Jesus himself would want me to

@jamesmfstafford

"money so long it's for my grandson"🔥🔥🔥😭

@1xtcy

I don’t even got no fucking grandson

@thavenomous

generational wealth‼️

@AshtonDonahue-lx6un

@@thavenomousya fucking everywhere.

@toyahill4151

Oh yes that verse just made me think real for my grandson yep.

@alessandropetti8620

If this was on an older uzi album everyone would call it a slept on classic lmao shit is good af

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