Pretty (Interlude)

See you in the city, lookin' all pretty, but I pretend you don't exist See you in the city, lookin' all pretty, but I pretend you don't exist Deleted you number, damn I wish I had it back by now Deleted your number, eh Yeah, call me, you know you know where I'm gon' be Come and see ya boy in the motel 6 Yeah I might fall deep shawty you a zombie Eating up my brain and it don't make sense Yeah I think I love it Yeah I think I love it Yeah I think I love you Don't make sense Yeah I got the laud in the back of the Benz Big white smoke in the dark black tints Got Doc Martens, same OG drip I'm so fucked up, can't find my friends Feel around Feel around Come and get it now Can't wife no trick Too well known these streets of my city Life in the Agg ain't always too pretty Concrete sun that heat no joke Work too hard bleed for my folk Ima get it now Ima get it now Get around Keep yo 2 cents Don't come at me this ain't no bluff Plan too G I'm way too tuff Yeah I see me I'm in my fleece with like 10 g's lets get it done Rough stuff, never had enough Now ima go get it cause I only got a minute Yo I gotta look good so my pants I cuff Eard-suff, shit real ruff, I breath I puff (You still look pretty) (Still look pretty, yeah) (Pretty) (Girl you pretty, yeah) (Oh so pretty) (You still pretty, yeah) (Oh so pretty) (Girl you pretty) (Oh so pretty) (Girl) (Still so pretty) (You so pretty) (Girl you pretty) (The hardest to trust)