Текст песни Alone - 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)

Somebody pray for me
'Cause the streets play for keeps
In love with this life, but it's hatin' me
Blicky tucked, can't no nigga 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, shit, 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 nobody
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' like 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?

(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)

I got too many dead homies
Too many locked up in the fed homies
Too many pill head, meth homies
Pull the trigger before they fight like a man homies, damn
Goddamn, homie, family horrified 'cause I glorify the streets
Million dollar nigga, why I'm orchestratin' a beef?
Niggas turn to rats, phone tapped, it's deep
Lifestyle chaotic, I ain't never knowin' peace

I'm tryna figure out at what point this shit is old?
I'm tryna tell myself, I made this far, a nigga 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 fuckin' up my household
I gotta put my baby momma before my bros
Plan B's 'cause I'm nuttin' in all my hoes

(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 myself)
(Got no reasons to care 'cause I'm without you)

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone