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Solo - Alone şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Solo

albüm: Alone


Alone
Told her just leave me alone
Why you keep calling my phone
All the love we had is gone
No chances
Told her she ran out of chances
I'll still fuck won't get romantic
She get wet just like Atlantic
I'm on
Tell these niggas that I'm on
No I can't pick up the phone
Want to be me they all some clones
Get bread
Don't want no pussy just the head
That's everyday jus call me TED
He'd better take heed what I said
I'm on
Like some clothes bitch I'm on
They say that now that nigga on
I swear he don't pick up the phone
Well duh
Needed you the fuck you was
Needed food up in my stom
Ain't give me bread not even crumbs
They fake
Man these niggas all so fake
They be smiling in yo face
Whole time they trying to build a case
12 get behind me that's a chase
I don't even bank with chase
Like tayk I do the race
Let off the Ak at yo face
Psychotic
Blow the brains right out yo knowledge
Yea my shit nigga ima pop it
Now I'm on these niggas watching
I Got all these chickens flocking
See me riding in a coupe
Swear all of this shit ironic
See me flying in a charger
Remember me that they was dodging
Pose
Look what I got on
Clean from head to toe
Meanwhile look at you
Tore up from the floor
Think that I'm a hoe
No talk I'd rather show
Try that shit and watch me blow
Alone
Told her just leave me alone
Why you keep calling my phone
All the love we had is gone
No chances
Told her she ran out of chances
I'll still fuck won't get romantic
She get wet jus like Atlantic
I'm on
Tell these niggas that I'm on
No I can't pick up the phone
Want to be me they all some clones
Get bread
Don't want no pussy just the head
That's everyday just call me TED
He'd better take heed what I said
Shit crazy
Been a rockstar since a baby
She a cockstar going crazy
Dodging cop cars like I'm shady
Niggas not hard soft as babies
Glock is cockhard with no safety
Heart is rock hard so don't play me
Let that chop off in they faces
Shit to brazy
I told em
Made it
I showed em
Statements
You wrote em
Paper
You on em
Information
You told em
Think you see where I'm goin
The pulse my finger on it
Work my ass off ima show it
This cash I got ima throw it
Get one chance you bet not blow it
Nap up next n now they know it
Overtime that shit is over
Money
We chasing
Time
No wasting
Time
No facing
I'm like meek my dream I'm chasing
No more playing
Why you won't leave me the fuck alone
Why you keep calling on my phone
They ain't believe me when I said its on
Security what I need to keep these bitches off
I got the sauce
They ain't trying to pay the cost
To be a boss
Alone
Told her just leave me alone
Why you keep calling my phone
All the love we had is gone
No chances
Told her she ran out of chances
I'll still fuck won't get romantic
She get wet jus like Atlantic
I'm on
Tell these niggas that I'm on
No I can't pick up the phone
Want to be me they all some clones
Get bread
Don't want no pussy just the head
That's everyday just call me TED
He'd better take heed what I said

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