[Chorus]
Look, I don’t believe in love, so why would I try?
Why waste time on somebody's daughter
I’ll get up my funds and fly up Dubai
I heard you wanna be my Bonnie
I’m sorry cah I don't wanna be your Clyde
You showed me the angle when I hit lows
When shit hit the fan, you were never gonna ride
I started to rap now I'm seein' old friends
Won’t say too much cah I'm doin' just fine
You switched up, ain’t makin' amends
You only wanna come back cah you seen my shine
Got a lil' clout, she bellin' my phone
Times changed, back then you was hittin' decline
But time goеs on, still missin' my brothers
Mothers, I know they watch mе from the sky
[Verse 1]
Had to get in my bag like Cench
I ain't got no time for a talking stage
I told her we’re better off as friends
You said “That’s fine”, we ain’t talked in days
We built somethin' from nothin'
Just to watch it fade
I started the rap to focus bread
Was never concerned 'bout the girls or fame
I’ll be lucky to make it out
When I step in the hood, get survivors guilt
I got family, that I gotta stay strong for
Hence why I’d never go buy me a pill
He don’t ride with intention
Only 15, there for the thrill
Step in the booth, we ain’t doing no fencing
Strictly beats when we go for the kill
Look, I don’t believe in love, so why would I try?
Why waste time on somebody's daughter
I’ll get up my funds and fly up Dubai
I heard you wanna be my Bonnie
I’m sorry cah I don't wanna be your Clyde
You showed me the angle when I hit lows
When shit hit the fan, you were never gonna ride
I started to rap now I'm seein' old friends
Won’t say too much cah I'm doin' just fine
You switched up, ain’t makin' amends
You only wanna come back cah you seen my shine
Got a lil' clout, she bellin' my phone
Times changed, back then you was hittin' decline
But time goеs on, still missin' my brothers
Mothers, I know they watch mе from the sky
[Verse 1]
Had to get in my bag like Cench
I ain't got no time for a talking stage
I told her we’re better off as friends
You said “That’s fine”, we ain’t talked in days
We built somethin' from nothin'
Just to watch it fade
I started the rap to focus bread
Was never concerned 'bout the girls or fame
I’ll be lucky to make it out
When I step in the hood, get survivors guilt
I got family, that I gotta stay strong for
Hence why I’d never go buy me a pill
He don’t ride with intention
Only 15, there for the thrill
Step in the booth, we ain’t doing no fencing
Strictly beats when we go for the kill
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