Train Love

Shawty, shawty, she's so fine (She took the D)
 On the New York transit line (She took the N)
 If my game was off the track
 Ladies and Gentlemen
 (Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
 You're now listening to the sounds of YOD
 This songs about this one girl
 I wonder if I'll ever see her again
 I doubt it
 Maybe she'll hear this though
 She was on the train looking bad as hell, little Mademoiselle
 I got off mad enough to yell (Fuck!)
 Down to smack up, cut and spray something
 'Cause she gave me the eyе and I ain't say nothing
 No, I probably won't catch her in that hood again (Nope)
 And now my minds haunted by what could'vе been (Damn)
 Could've had a nice life, or a kid together
 Might eat at me forever
 I'm crying
 For that horse, I was eyeing on the Iron Horse
 And didn't speak up, took a giant loss
 Could've been my best friend, or my BM
 True love on the BMT, West End
 Every single day I hope that she on the train
 But my love derail, to no avail
 What was she like?
 Well, I don't know her that well
 All I know is
 She took the L
 She took the G
 She took the F
 And then the D
 The N
 Heard she even did the B and the J (Okay)
 Went express on the A (Aye)
 I play the Cee Lo, real local with trips
 Only thing better is a 4, 5 and a 6
 God Damn, she was fine, (Oh my God)
 All the time I press rewind in my mind
 Wish she could be mine
 Probably the flyest feline I ever saw on the D-Line (She's up there)
 The Dopest Ethiopian
 World moving in slow motion when the door closes
 And she walks out, never to be seen again
 My man, she was higher than a ten (Word?)
 Bad hoes had me scurred
 And the ones that I did talk to were some Grade-A birds (Smut)
 Kicked the tune real awkward too
 Like imma be mad at myself later if I don't talk to you
 This ain't even G
 You see sometimes I forget, off the train, at Broadway Lafayette
 Chase her down like I've got something to sell ('Scuse me, Miss)
 My Mom be giving me hell
 I took the L
 She took the G
 She took the F
 And then the D
 The N
 Heard she even did the B and the J (Okay)
 Went express on the A (Aye)
 I play the Cee Lo, real local with trips
 Only thing better is a 4, 5 and a 6
 Take me back to my old way
 You ever say nothing to a girl and be mad the whole day
 And the next day, like look at the mess I made
 Imagine feeling that way for a decade
 I'm fucked up, you can thank society
 Was crippled by social anxiety
 Made me way shy
 I would write mad verses, but in person couldn't even say hi
 This where my life gets rougher
 I take the train same time everyday in search of her
 Now she's back with her mother, now I'm realizing that I love her
 And I don't even know the bitch
 Make me wanna throw a fit (What the Fuck!)
 She's the one that got away
 And I'm the one that got a way with words, yet I said shit
 Take a cue for me, try not to catch an L and don't do E
 Gotta get the W, it's as easy as 123
 Queen chicks 7 or better, the sunset girls know who we are, no Zs
 Make M, still take the shuttle, on the deuce, on the four
 On the two, bumping Skepta, playing three times dope on the scepter
 Straight Future on the martyr out in GA
 You know Old Droog run the MTA
 Straight up
 (When I feel low, I've nowhere to go
 She'll be my inspiration)
 Aye Cap
 Look like the guys I was on the train with one time
 You ever been on a train? Know what I mean? Train?