let me tell you, i havent been honest
i feel its convenient while the first is upon us
my motives ain't with you, they're with a bitch eyed blue
i can't help the way i feel, it's just how i do
cant separate a dream from reality
prematurely jumping in at the expense of my sanity
so if you stay, there's gonna be days that i'm jaded
when i'm not up for playing, and the mood will be faded
i know you like me a lot, makes it that much harder
to spark a flame ending this, can't be a firestarter
it's early to judge, but if you happen to care fo me
try to help me through it, give me support and put it below me
young man got the world misunderstood
a lot of people say they would change things if they could
fuck that, i'd rather live in this rain to see a rainbow
but i already know, you wont see it from my angle
been from 4 months to four weeks, stained clothes and bedsheets
to them 30 days where my fuckin head was engaged in a trackmeet
just can't wash this bullshit away and come out cleaner
i'm trying and trying and trying and trying and trying not to deceive her
the wounds aint healed from these bitemarks and bloodstains
choking on cellophane and propane-laced cocaine
got my mind stumped, throat lumped and eyes carrying baggage
been through it before, but this ain't ya average
dilemma, i'm inna, but sadly she ain't
she's my rock, but i'm disposable like inkpens and spraypaint
which should make this a unanimous decision
a bitch's manipulation is makin neurological incisions
tearing up a happy home, so u could have a happy zone
fucking me on the third day, and giving really sloppy dome
last line ain't mean nothing, just like you and us and
it's that ex-factor that got a nigga frontin
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