She is my world. Let me intoduce u 2 My Baby Girl
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It ain't like, I ain't tell you from day one, I ain't shit.
When it comes to relationships, I don't have the patience.
Now it's too late, we got a little life together.
In my mind I really want you to be my wife forever.
But in the physical it's like I'ma be trife forever.
A different girl every night forever. I feel bad, believe me. I'm young and I ain't ready, and this ain't easy.
Wasn't fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate.
You chose not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through.
Doin a fight, throw in a fuss, you the mother of my baby.
I don't want you to hate me, this is about us
Rather me, I ain't ready to be what you want me to be.
Because I love you, I want you to leave, please
..I know you a grown womaan and all but you see how I am around girls; I ruin 'em all. When your boyfriend ditched you, life's a bitch you cried. Over my right shoulder I told you to wipe your eyes. Take your time when you likin a guy. Cause if he sense that your feelings are too intense, it's pimp or die. Camille I bought you Vickies on V day. Drove you to college your first day.
It must be sad, though it hurts to say. We could never be a item, Your friends say "don't like him". You deserve better, this is ugly please don't love me. There's better guys out there other than me. Like a lawyer or a doctor with a Ph.D. Think of how upset your mother and father would be if they found that you was huggin me.
My conscience is fuckin with me.
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Music:
To the top wit my niggas,
Pop wit my niggas,
Drive in the hottest whips at the hottest spots with my niggas. Just cause I love my niggas. I Chill wit the crew.
Im real wit the crew. I upgraded my soul and look still with the crew. Break bread wit the fam,
Till I'm dead wit the fam,
Duck cops. Shake feds wit the fam,
Snacth new rides wit my hustlas,
Ride wit my hustlas,
Die for my, lie for my, cry for my hustlas.
I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz on. Now we all somewhere foreign, chillin sippin somethin.
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Swear to everything when I leave this earth.
It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in the dirt.
Television:
Bet they be like "I know he tired of the nightlife. He want a wife, he just lookin' for the right type" Yeah right! I be ridin' through the city lights
My hat bent, sittng behind the '300 tint.
Heroes:
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me. Tried to get a nut and he got a nut.Dear ma, I'm in the cell, lonely as hell. Writin this scribe, thinkin bout how you must feel inside.
You tried to teach me better, but I refused to grow.
God damn I ain't the young man that you used to know.
You said the street claim lives, but I wanted things like
bling bling ice I was wrong in hindsight.
Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on your new spouse.
I know it hurt like hell the day you kicked me out.
Your house is your house, I ain't respect the rules.
I snuck girls past your door, beefed with rival crews.
Who wants to be the mother of a son who's a thug?
Co-workers saw me on the corner with niggaz who sold drugs.
Meanwhile, you workin hard like, two or three jobs.
Tryin to feed me and my siblings, makin an honest living.
Who am I kiddin I, call myself easin the load.
I made the load heavy, I need money for commissary.
Try to understand, lol... we came a long way ma. I love you.This is just the hate that's been provided by y'all.
Reciprocated and multiplied by more.
You likely to see me in a Dodge Charger or a sea blue 300C, holla at me y'all.
