Left Alone

Xar
Left Alone
Cash on the table, in a vase on the table
When I'm running or I'm sliding with the benjs, make it stable
I won't panic cause am able
I'm gon' do whatever
Stay down cause y'all doubted me
I'ma put you on ground ayy

You watch me drown in the mud, you watch my dad too
Niggas know that I'm lost, ayy
Saw a nigga face then you run
You turn your back to me, said you won't help me at all
You drew your sword at me, when i needed your love
But soldier go, soldier come
So now I need none of yours

Through the curves all on my own, bitch I ain't get no support
First saw you rapping, love them
Tryna murder my boy

Maybe if we'd make a move fast,
Might have catch up with the sun
I'm sad I lost most of my love
Told nigga shooting ain't no fun
Can't even control it once it clogged
Told'em rains ain't over here,
We keep the rabbah on the spot
Please Molina let me touch
I'm just gon' shoot all of ya opps

I spent my thirty on the spot, can't even control it once it's gone
We riding red nigga cars
It's too expensive than it cost
It's just my pleasure, got it all

Cash on the table, in a vase on the table
When I'm riding or I'm sliding with the benjs, make it stable
I won't panic cause I'm able,
I'm gon' do whatever
Stay down cause y'all doubted me
I'm a put you on ground ayy

You watch me drown in the mud, you watch my dad too
Niggas know that I'm lost, ayy
Saw nigga face then you run

You turn your back to me, said you won't help me at all
You drew your sword at me, when i needed your love
But soldier go, soldier come
So now I need none of yours
Yeah

Shawtie, got channels in your thoughts
Gucci, Prada in your thoughts
Gucci, Prada in your thoughts

She's dope she got what i want
She's dope she got what i want
She's dope got what i want
She's dope got what i want
Yeah

Gang gon' pull up to your door
Gang gon' pull up to your door
Gang gon' pull up to your door
Gang gon' pull up to your door

Watch her spraying, love you all
Watch her spraying all of y'all
Must have turn caine on the spot
Must have turn caineeee
Must've turn killer on the spot

Cash on the table, in a vase on the table
When I'm riding or I'm sliding,
With the benjs, make it stable
I won't panic cause am able
I'm gon' do whatever

Stay down cause y'all doubted me
I'm a put you on ground ayy

You watch me drown in the mud
You watch my dad too
Niggas know that I'm lost, ayy
Saw nigga face then you run
You turn your back to me, said you won't help me at all
You drew your sword at me, when i needed your love
But soldier go, soldier come
So now I need none of yours

Get me in your thoughts



Credits
Writer(s): Pelewura Olasubomi
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