Lyrics:
I was
And I never wanna spend another night at candle light
If I can't have you by my side
But you got a lot more to think about
Than a boy who can't
a little thing
Smoke a little trees am I done yet no
cm I done yet no
cm I done yet no
cm I done yet... no
Yeah,
cll the war all the seduction
Pull out game
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around)
only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all
What cha know about me
Need somebody like Mesh
You was told before
Now you got some more
What chu know about less
Possible I’m perfect
Diamonds all
my problem boy so now you playin dirty
I get it, it's the Jordan rules, fool, I'm from Chicago
I appreciate the flattery, now go and wipe out your
like a mosque
Now you reaching for proof
I'm preaching to you
That's the same reason we fall out
Epiphanies and revelations
Mad villainy and desolation
straight
Liked girls since before I was one
But I loved boys at a little less young
Now I've loved women and men, and in between
Had to keep it undercover,
it tonight (what else)
Only sixteen, way too tight
But age ain't nothin' but a number- number
Baby got her hair done by Shanda- Shanda
Nine nine
manifested
So understand we positive as could be
The vision is still intact, the show is fresh out of seats
Boy it's never going south 'less we down in
In the dawn of the morning I open my eyes
Well, there's no one by my side
I think I bit off more than I can chew
Little by little I try to walk
In
keep going
They start and start over again
Curtains falling down, show him off to the world like a toy
Make the little boy feel less like him
Oh, he got
hit my bong
I'll try to work it out in this song
What went wrong hit my bong
I'll try to work it out in this song
I'm caused a little blurry
gotta get back on his run that boy been missing life
He got a spot on they do a brick a night
Ain't even like that with yo bitch that bitch ain't shit
and my chromosomes slept my songs,
They need a little bit less Patron.
And they holler the weirdo, when I walk in the spot,
The zeros pissed cause they
get , go to it
And that what I did
And that's how it went down
Little did I know on the other side of town
She was datin' this guy by the name of big
the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel
and bitches
Cause how I make it and who I'm with is none of your business
You don't want it with this boy I could out rap your gift list
The only time that I
The breakfast I cooked this morning was more or less Mexican in nature and involved tortillas and habaneros
And I wasn’t expecting two guys to come into my
wrote
Cooked the beat up myself, then ate that bitch on my own
Like pussy fresh out the panties that I cheffed up on the stove
Vavy you’d hate me more if
chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out fuckin dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew shoulda
and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't want to blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
shaggy's three dogs were trippin on me
Laid out on his couch a smooth nine foot three
They don't fuckin love me no more, I stand up
And put a hole in
trust has been blocked
Kicked out the house at sixteen, didn’t come as a shock
Had to grow up quick - trauma had my heart racing
Pops was a dick - and mad
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