"Home Alone" lyrics

"Home Alone"

(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)

I been runnin' up a check lately
Need a bitch I could trust when I'm gone
I can't let you hold me back, baby
Tuh, I could do bad on my own
I was down and they laughed at me
When the tables finally turned, it crushed they soul
Lou' Vuittons when I step, baby
Tryna leave a nigga like Home Alone
Know you tryna set the trap, baby
I ain't 'bout to play games, I just want dome
God, when you took Res from me
Chopped a lil' piece of heart that I had cold
Niggas walk around tough all day
'Til they get they ass bust broad day
If it's up, then it's stuck always
All this paper on me like a dog cage

Tuh, I was walkin' through the mall with my niggas, thinkin' to myself, "We finally did it"
Yeah, told her if she really love me, she'll let me sell her, I'm just tryna get spinach, baby
Yeah, you the same one want room for me
'Til I blowed, then you hopped in your feelings, nigga (Hop in his feelings)
And I heard your dog got whacked while I was O.T. mindin' my business
I just bought my bitch a Birkin bag
Know she can help me sneak the pistol in the club
Nigga, I ain't never gangbang
But I'll leave a nigga crippled, full of blood
Damn, Mark, you must work at GameStop
I never seen one nigga, all these plugs
Talkin' loud, better nip it in the butt
Pole on me, we ain't finna throw no ones
Holes in him like some scrubs

I been runnin' up a check lately
Need a bitch I could trust when I'm gone
I can't let you hold me back, baby
Tuh, I could do bad on my own
I was down and they laughed at me
When the tables finally turned, it crushed they soul
Lou' Vuittons when I step, baby
Tryna leave a nigga like Home Alone
Know you tryna set the trap, baby
I ain't 'bout to play games, I just want dome
God, when you took Res from me
Chopped a lil' piece of heart that I had cold
Niggas walk around tough all day
'Til they get they ass bust broad day
If it's up, then it's stuck always
All this paper on me like a dog cage


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