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Alone (Explicit)歌词完整版
Alone (Explicit) - YG
Lyrics by：Keenon Jackson/Samuel Ahana/Enoch Harris/Vincent Goodyer/Michael Denne/Ken Gold
Composed by：Keenon Jackson/Samuel Ahana/Enoch Harris/Vincent Goodyer/Michael Denne/Ken Gold
Made up my mind I'm leaving this time
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
All of those times
I'll leave them behind
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
And now I
Somebody pray for me
'Cause the streets play for keeps
In love with this life but it's hatin' me
Blicky tucked can't no n***a play with me
You would've thought
The money would be changin' me
Stuck in between keep thuggin' and let it go
If I let it go s**t
That's probably how I'ma go
If I keep thuggin'
That's more time with the bros
But thug for too long
And that's jail time and funerals
You know the streets love nobody
But I can't stay in the house
I'm not no homebody
And when the beef is on
Who gon' go about me
I know my 4hunnids for sure got me
Thuggin' with a heart
I be slidin' to Drake
Livin' life lookin' over my shoulder
Gotta hide my face
How many more contributions I gotta make
How many more bullet wounds I gotta take
Made up my mind I'm leaving this time
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
All of those times I'll leave them behind
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
I got too many dead homies
Too many locked up in the fed homies
Too many pill head med homies
Pull the trigger before
They fight like a man homies d**n
Goddamn homie family horrified
'Cause I glorify the streets
Million dollar n***a
Why I'm orchestratin' a beef
N***as turn to rats phone tapped it's deep
Lifestyle chaotic
I ain't never knowin' peace
I'm tryna figure out at
Which point this s**t is old
I'm tryna tell myself
I made this far a n***a gold
The opps can't take my life
They wanna see it fold
I'm tryna see my kids live
Their whole life see 'em old
Don't let my past life affect future goals
The street life be f**kin' up my household
I gotta put my babymom before my bros
Plan B's 'cause I'm nuttin' in all my hoes
Made up my mind I'm leaving this time
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
All of those times I'll leave them behind
Without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
And now I feel the breeze in my hair
The wind in my sail
Got no reasons to care
'Cause I'm without you
Gotta leave the streets alone
Tryna leave the streets alone
