you don t you don t down down down down down you lied about that el dorado they got me for the grand theft auto i take the stand you look away i raise my hand and state my name the prosecutor has a smile on his face i might just fuck around and catch another case oh call a mistrial god forbid i run away from the mess we made sorry we were young and out of place wish that you could look at me the same way you used to you used to before i crashed in the car that you stole from your dad and he found out everything we did in the back on our way to a church in the middle of savannah west side boy but i felt like a man that night i was 17 you were 19 little lightning ride me like you mean it  why d you give up on me why d you give up on me why d you give up on me look at these niggas in awe i can t believe you went along with all the fuck shit yo daddy said like come on man i thought you were my baby thought you were my one you need me you lied about that el dorado they got me for the grand theft auto they took my prints they took my phone i shouldn t love you but i still feel alone i shouldn t love you but i still feel it all ain t nobody here for me no support nobody even called me no visit why d you give up on me why d you give up on me why d you give up on me why d you give up on me why d you give up on me 