Train Love

Shawty, shawty, she's so fine (She took the D) On the New York transit line (She took the N) If my game was off the track Ladies and Gentlemen (Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up) You're now listening to the sounds of YOD This songs about this one girl I wonder if I'll ever see her again I doubt it Maybe she'll hear this though She was on the train looking bad as hell, little Mademoiselle I got off mad enough to yell (Fuck!) Down to smack up, cut and spray something 'Cause she gave me the eyе and I ain't say nothing No, I probably won't catch her in that hood again (Nope) And now my minds haunted by what could'vе been (Damn) Could've had a nice life, or a kid together Might eat at me forever I'm crying For that horse, I was eyeing on the Iron Horse And didn't speak up, took a giant loss Could've been my best friend, or my BM True love on the BMT, West End Every single day I hope that she on the train But my love derail, to no avail What was she like? Well, I don't know her that well All I know is She took the L She took the G She took the F And then the D The N Heard she even did the B and the J (Okay) Went express on the A (Aye) I play the Cee Lo, real local with trips Only thing better is a 4, 5 and a 6 God Damn, she was fine, (Oh my God) All the time I press rewind in my mind Wish she could be mine Probably the flyest feline I ever saw on the D-Line (She's up there) The Dopest Ethiopian World moving in slow motion when the door closes And she walks out, never to be seen again My man, she was higher than a ten (Word?) Bad hoes had me scurred And the ones that I did talk to were some Grade-A birds (Smut) Kicked the tune real awkward too Like imma be mad at myself later if I don't talk to you This ain't even G You see sometimes I forget, off the train, at Broadway Lafayette Chase her down like I've got something to sell ('Scuse me, Miss) My Mom be giving me hell I took the L She took the G She took the F And then the D The N Heard she even did the B and the J (Okay) Went express on the A (Aye) I play the Cee Lo, real local with trips Only thing better is a 4, 5 and a 6 Take me back to my old way You ever say nothing to a girl and be mad the whole day And the next day, like look at the mess I made Imagine feeling that way for a decade I'm fucked up, you can thank society Was crippled by social anxiety Made me way shy I would write mad verses, but in person couldn't even say hi This where my life gets rougher I take the train same time everyday in search of her Now she's back with her mother, now I'm realizing that I love her And I don't even know the bitch Make me wanna throw a fit (What the Fuck!) She's the one that got away And I'm the one that got a way with words, yet I said shit Take a cue for me, try not to catch an L and don't do E Gotta get the W, it's as easy as 123 Queen chicks 7 or better, the sunset girls know who we are, no Zs Make M, still take the shuttle, on the deuce, on the four On the two, bumping Skepta, playing three times dope on the scepter Straight Future on the martyr out in GA You know Old Droog run the MTA Straight up (When I feel low, I've nowhere to go She'll be my inspiration) Aye Cap Look like the guys I was on the train with one time You ever been on a train? Know what I mean? Train?