Solo - B.M.W Lyrics

They be tryna push me off track
They be tryna shoot me the back
Gotta keep my mind off that
Movin to the front not back
I ain't playing games I'm coaching
I ain't spittin flames I'm roastin
I just wanna chill I'm smoking
She be poppin pills she open
Every nigga left her heart broken
But she be having niggas unfocused
If she want it dirty I'm choking
If she ever leave I'm coping
Why am I the one always falling hard
Why am I the one with the calling card
Why am I the one who they choose to ditch
Why are they the ones always choose to switch

This is boy meets world
This is boy meets girl
Get me out this world
Get me out this world

Always on the road might crash the whip
Party at your crib might crash the bitch
I might be the shit just ask ya bitch
Throwing out lines might catch a fish
But really I'm average
I don't really do shit, smoke half a zip
I be writtin these scripts I'm passionate
Fashion sense, I last in this
I match I fit
They be tryna take my soul and my mind wit it
Never no cap I'm captain live it
All I know facts, I lap you pivot
I be on tracks i snap i kill it
I be on pack
On loud
On gas
I be up first
I passed you last
I be on trash
Might cry might laugh
Time move fast
Not slow don't lag

This is boy meets world
This is boy meets girl
Get me out this world
Get me out this world