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alone - taéfine$e lyrics

everybody say they f*ck wit me, but i be all alone
know my 9 is always stuck wit me, she never did me wrong
i would not advise to f*ck wit me, that outcome is unknown
though my body is still functioning, my mind is dead and gone

think about a check right in the morning when i wake up
i gotta get this cake up
puttin’ bullets in the pistol while she puttin on her make up
i came a long way with all the change i had to scr*pe up
them leaves was in the way, i picked ‘em off and got ‘em raked up

don’t need him in the way lil baby, text me when you break up
i’m clean when i get sprayin’, only hit ‘em from the waist up
you needa understand, if you don’t get it, n*gga wake up
connected with the outlet and i asked him for a hookup

it’s a message in the bottle, but you n*ggas got it shook up
too heavy on the throttle bruh you needa pick ya foot up
imma make it out & then come back to bring the hood up
skinny n*gga but i stood tall, even before i stood up

and i don’t like to talk at all, we’ll talk after i pull up
you gotta keep ya head up, if you down, you gotta look up
and if you never read my other story, pick the book up
i had to switch the route because i always used to cut up
i got it figured out and i’m about to hit a come up
i was hanging out and takin’ routes until the sun up
you try to take me out, without a doubt i’ll put the gun up
you can call me mr. mario ‘cause i just took a 1up

unless you barkin’ ‘bout a couple dollars, shut the f*ck up
i hit ‘em wit a lefty, then i dodged a hit and swung up
some random number texted me & said they tryna run up
called ‘em and sent ‘em my location, but them n*ggas hung up

they never seen it comin’ wit the way a n*gga snuck up
they keep on actin’ dumb, i think them n*ggas prolly drugged up
it’s too many people in this vehicle, it got us lapped up
i’m known to go alone, i’m hardly callin’ in for backup

i’m known to keep the phones, i got like 21 for back up
even if i jus brought the 22, i still be strapped up
& once you get inside this whip, it ain’t no
tryna back out
i gave her that designer d*ck until i made her tap out
they hatin’ for all kinda sh*t & everybody had doubts
i’m made for that designer sh*t, i always tend to cash out

- taefinee lyrics

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