Yay (feat. Tiggs Da Author)

I know her young and then she grew up all alone, oh, oh no

Had no money, so she had to feed her own, oh, oh no

And she never had no angel on her shoulder, shoulder

Even though everybody want her, she don't

She fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the snow

Fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the blow

She fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the snow

She fell in love with the yay

Now, she can't let go

It's been a while since I seen her smile

I was thinking wow, I hope she notice a **** style

Cah I liked her from school days

Felt embarrassed to move to her 'cause it's 2015

And I still move haze

She wasn't what I thought

Most things she could've bought

When her squares came through

But all she wanna do is snort

All this money got her acting greedier

She anti-social, but she's always on her social media

Showing off her new shoes and Italian clothes

Snapchat, her whole life's a reality show

When she's in trouble, that's the only time she prays

She just want to buy more yay

She's high all day

Every weekend, always partying with the wrong crowd

Used to be quiet, now she gone loud

Always got a new set of friends

Knows **** are from every end

And she don't mess with guys with Corsas

You need to get a Benz

I know her young and then she grew up all alone, oh, oh no

Had no money, so she had to feed her own, oh, oh no

And she never had no angel on her shoulder, shoulder

Even though everybody want her, she don't

She fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the snow

Fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the blow

She fell in love with the yay

Fell in love with the uh

She fell in love with the Charlie

And now she can't let go, oh no

To the stars, is where she said she was going

Should be in uni, instead of hoeing

Probably calm down when her belly's growing

She starts acting moody when she needs a gram

Always craves attention, probably why she can't keep a man

She still look pretty when I seen her

To me she's a queen, but a nitty to a dealer

She said she never trust a guy, so I must be high

Thinking I can turn a caterpillar to a butterfly

She used to have big dreams

But gave it up by the time she turned 16

She needs to get away, run away like Mary J

Even when she had a job, she still sniffs every day

Hollas her sugar daddy when her purse is low

Reminds me of a story brook, 'cause she curse for snow

Just a story about a youngen round the way

That fell in love with the yay