Alone

I come through clean fresh as a corpse

Panamera the Porsche

So am I dripping? Of course

Marinara the sauce

She like my style

She know I’m strapped it’s like I’m ready for war

She hate they way I live my life (ha)

Like I had me a choice

Steady dodging the force

On the block with them boys

We made some opps we took some shots and made them drop to the floor

Asked her if she ever been with somebody like me before

Gave her my phone and told her maybe we should lock in some more

For real

She said (she said)

She wish she could (she could)

But I’m way too hood

She said

We could be so good

But I gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Oh oh oh

Yeah

Only chopped it up for minute

I’m tryna marry her (yeah)

But we could start off small

Be my dog, like a Terrier (yeah)

She know I keep them racks

They busting out my pockets very much

I’m tryna have your back cuz you don’t lack inside that area

If you don’t never wanna walk again I could carry ya

Shawty get to biting on her lip when I stare at her

I told her with a smile “I ain’t gon lie I like you very much”

Told her get in the whip let’s hit the strip so we can tear it up

She said (she said)

She wish she could (she could)

But I’m way too hood

She said

We could be so good

But I gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Oh oh oh

I got my mind on my money

And money on my mind

Want you to be my Bonnie

And I could be your Clyde

I got my mind on my money

And money on my mind

Want you to be my Bonnie

And I could be your Clyde

She said (she said)

She wish she could (she could)

But I’m way too hood

She said

We could be so good

But I gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Gotta leave the streets alone (oh)

Oh oh oh