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marlow p - alone in the streets lyrics

[intro]
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street

[verse 1]
look, alone in the streets wit’ all of these packs (all of that)
i get money and trap and push b to the max (trust)
we double up any time that we put it in clamps
double r the stamps when i feed the gang (alone in the street)
it’s g_17s any time you hear it bang (bang)
whistle on the stick—you won’t even hear it grrrah, grrrah
look, i grind and stack and stick to the plan
my boy came home and still doin’ hand_to_hand (alone in the street)
i don’t trust n_ggas (nah) so i roll alone
i came home, no dough—i had to build a phone (did)
my dad died—since then, i felt all alone
he got it all in his back; the crime still unsolved (tsk) (alone in the street)
that sh_t turnt me cold; got a story that ain’t been told
growin’ up, i had nothin’—now, i’m doin’ the most
any time that i dropped, i held my head high
how i lose all this money and i’m still that guy?
[chorus]
(alone in the street) so i roll alone
(a_alone in the street) so i roll wit’ my chrome
(a_alone in the street) ’cause the streets is cold
i don’t pillow talk, b_tches—i don’t trust a soul
(alone in the street) so i roll alone
(a_alone in the street) so i roll wit’ my chrome
(a_alone in the street) ’cause the streets is cold
i don’t pillow talk, b_tches—i don’t trust a soul

[verse 2]
the first ever time that i got a brizzy (brizzy)
i said to myself, “i’ma make a milli” (a milli)
i made a fat chunk like my name’s filly (hahaha)
all alone—i’m glad you n_ggas ain’t wit’ me (alone in the street)
they ask what i do—i turn one into two
14k, one shot when we double on you
call my phone, then we comin’ like deliveroo
my new girl’s _rs_ mad—you should see the view (maddest one) (alone in the street)
i’m loyal to the soil; i’m the one she can’t keep
she said she don’t trust me—i belong to the streets (a_alone in the street)
she give me good head till a n_gga feel weak
i’m all about bread; i come from a zed (ha) (alone in the street)
i’m a brick boy—still put it in peb (i do)
i’m a trap star, well_known in the ends (i am) (a_alone in the street)
money gets spent, a hundred per cent
vvs diamonds all on my neck
[chorus]
(alone in the street) so i roll alone
(a_alone in the street) so i roll wit’ my chrome
(a_alone in the street) ’cause the streets is cold
i don’t pillow talk, b_tches—i don’t trust a soul
(alone in the street) so i roll alone
(a_alone in the street) so i roll wit’ my chrome
(a_alone in the street) ’cause the streets is cold
i don’t pillow talk, b_tches—i don’t trust a soul

[outro]
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street
alone in the street
a_alone in the street
a_alone in the street

- marlow p lyrics

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