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letra de alone - yg

[chorus: rissa & yg]
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

[verse 1: yg]
somebody pray for me
’cause the streets play for keeps
in love with this life but it’s hatin’ me
bl!cky tucked, can’t no n-gga 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, sh-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 n0body
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?
[chorus: rissa & yg]
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

[verse 2: yg]
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-mn
godd-mn, homie, family horrified ’cause i glorify the streets
million dollar n-gga, why i’m orchestratin’ a beef?
n-ggas 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 sh-t is old?
i’m tryna tell myself, i made this far, a n-gga 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-ckin’ up my household
i gotta put my babymom before my bros
plan b’s ’cause i’m nuttin’ in all my hoes
[chorus: rissa & yg]
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

- yg

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