Throw it Away

Pulling me in, the sound pulling me in

She the perfect song I never want it to end, like,

Like somebody looped it, a soul snatcher cum then chunk the deuces, that red dress, had all of us allusive

Was mad fresh, you called me over loosely

Not how it usually happens on a Tuesday

I was rocking wit ya wave like a crew ship

I was tempted to engage, I was ruthless

Can't really blame it on my age, cuz I knew shit

And I knew better, I was in and out these streets got to do better

So I did, grew up and made the same mistakes, as a kid

Been shooting but not aiming straight

What I hit was A heart that was shattered