Desire (Rapper) - cant leave me alone lyrics

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒀𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒙
(yeah, yeah)

She can’t get enough of me
I fell in love with the
Roxy’s and the lil’ codeine (Lil’ codeine)
I’m just by myself I be
Coolin’ I don’t need security (Security)
It’s me and my gun I’m clutchin’
Ain’t no fear in me (Fear in me)
I got on double C these
Niggas can’t fuck with me, i’m a goat
Yeah, they trynna keep up wit’ me
But I’m in another league
Yeah, these diamonds they cover me
The money in love with mе got in the AMG

Baby girl slow your roll
I’m trynna get to know evеry part of you
Or even some more
Let’s see how far we gone go
I had to pour me a 4
Stand on my money finna float
Nah I can stand on that bitch and be 12 feet
He shoulda stayed in school he was an athlete
He got them niggas runnin’ like a track meet
Yeah, and Beeezy’s thuggin’ on
The back street
Yeah, I told my brother keep a cutta
Yeah, and blow that bitch when you in trouble
(yeah) i drop a bag on that boy my
Niggas going straight for the fumble (yeah)
The racks coming in one day you
Gotta stay down and be humble (Be humble)

You can’t leave me alone (yeah)
You can’t leave me alone (Leave me alone)
Leave me alone you can’t leave me alone
You can’t leave me alone
You can’t leave me alone

She can’t get enough of me
I fell in love with the
Roxy’s and the lil’ codeine (Lil’ codeine)
I’m just by myself I be
Coolin’ I don’t need security
It’s me and my gun I’m clutchin’
Ain’t no fear in me (Fear in me)
I got on double C these
Niggas can’t fuck with me, i’m a goat
Yeah, they trynna keep up wit’ me
But I’m in another league
Yeah, these diamonds they cover me the
Money in love with me got in the AMG

Baby girl slow your roll
I’m trynna get to know every part of you
Or even some more
Let’s see how far we gone go
I had to pour me a 4
Stand on my money finna float
Nah, I can stand on that bitch and be 12 feet
He shoulda stayed in school he was an athlete
He got them niggas runnin’ like a track meet
Yeah, and Beeezy’s thuggin’ on
The back street
Yeah, I told my brother keep a cutta
(yeah) and blow that bitch when
You in trouble (yeah)
I drop a bag on that boy my
Niggas going straight for the fumble (yeah)
The racks coming in one day you
Gotta stay down and be humble
(And be humble) you can’t leave me alone
(You can’t leave me, yeah)
You can’t leave me alone leave me alone
You can’t leave me alone (You can’t leave me)
You can’t leave me alone
(You can’t leave me alone)