Promise - Ralo, Marco

She told him «stay out them streets», but he’s a street nigga

Remember?

You used to run them streets, nigga

I might sweat these hoes, but I will never switch up on ya

They just rent the dick, you’ll forever be the owner

Love don’t cost a dollar, but you can get my last dime

She said it’s over with, she said that shit the last time

I promise

This promise, won’t ever get broken

Don’t make me no more promises, could you come and show me

Is you lookin' at what I’m lookin' at?

We movin' forward, we ain’t lookin' back

No cataracts, roger that

Just put the pass in a body bag

Don’t let nobody pass

Don’t put no one before me

And if I lose the race, could you still give me the trophy?

She gon' ride till the muhfuckin' death

When I was down, she was all I see

And all them other bitches left, and I was down by myself, she was always down

for me

She gon' ride for a nigga, she gon, die for a nigga, that’s my baby, yeahhh

She gon' ride for a nigga, she gon, die for a nigga, that’s my baby, yeahhh

I got a million dollars, I could fuck a million bitches

You was there with me, I promise that I’ll never forget it

Life ain’t long, but the money long

Them money long so we gon' get along, fuck bein' wrong

This shit gon' be alright

Buy whatever you like

I’m every bitch type

I’m tired of sayin' fuck these hoes

Even though I fucked these hoes

You might as well let it go

Cause I ain’t gon' ever let ya go

The strong enough for you to buy me out

Is this the love that my people used to warn me 'bout?

We all we got, that’s all it’s 'bout, like this fork in the pot

I brung a Bentley through this bitch, I’m in a Bentley with my bitch