Story Time

Yo he grew up on section eight block cheese and sardines
She grew up in Seven Lakes Starbucks for spoil teams
Only way to make it out where he from was a hoop dream or pimp a tiny dancer wearing blue jeans
She'll marry a music man
Sneaking out the window like Peter Pan
Her parents don't approve but she still want to see the man
He pull up in the Hooptie that he rented from a crack head and took her to the hood
Now she basically in Neverland
Riding with them lost boys them guns is not toys
Please don't get scared now remember this was your choice
Bout to do a B and E please lower your voice
You can be the lookout let me know if you hear any noise

This ain't what I signed up for is what she said
But you wanted to date a nigga so now don't you be scared
I thought you thought it was cute that I wore all red
Don't you think too much baby please get up out your head
You said you down to ride you texted me please slide
So don't you sit there judging giving me the side eye
I told you this was dangerous you sat there and you lied
And you replied this would be the best night of my life
So sit back they cut off the chit chat all you hear is click clack
When we walk in everything of value please get that
They walk up to the house like they invited to a kickback

But little did they know this was a mismatch
When they hopped out the ride shorty sent a text on the side like hey we arrived
They think I'm scared so they left me as a lookout and to drive
Potentially I went too far with the acting
And he didn't believe I liked him had to give him some action
Anyways they on the way now we parked by the playground
They ready for the take now tell me should I stay around
Text stop she don't hear a word from him
They busted in while he was on the phone and they learned something

Oh I think she set me up I think she set us up
(What!)
He gave her the same nickname I gave her it's buttercup
(Aw that can't mean anything)
Naw this is how I gained the trust
She told me that the green eyed girl was her favorite Powerpuff
(Naw man you trippin)
Nigga listen
(What)
Okay listen she got a pixie cut
And he called hisself the Professor selling chemical x that's Angel Dust

Aw man I shoulda known
When she let me in her home both of her parents gone but she steady on her phone like
Aw that's just my bestie she constantly text me
Asking what I'm doing, hey come here let's take this selfie
I told her I don't feel comfortable but she told me I look sexy
Against my better judgment man I can't believe she let me
Hey who shot the first shot when we walked in
(I think it was him)
He was on the phone by the door when we kicked it in
Then he hit the floor fired a shot from the hip cause I think he left his finger on the trigger
(Aw shh)
By this time she figured out they knew what she was bout
She called 911 now the PD en route
They started taking valuables out the house
They noticed the tires were slashed on the whip now there's no way out