[Verse One]
(Talk to em) We had a beautiful relationship at one point (but then)
Then that shit changed with the quickness
Maybe because I was fucking other bitches (or)
Or maybe we had no business having business
Not the girl that I would want to raise kids with
But still that shit happen regardless (look)
I was so young back then so heartless
The shit I was thinking could have caught me some charges
Listen, I tried to talk to her normally (but)
That shit didn't work for a one second she was on to me
I tried to explain how I ain't have a dollar to my name
Pursuing this rap shit chasing fame
Young dude stressed in the hood
Like Jesus
I ain't ready for no child but she was
When you piss poor
Get to having sick thoughts
While the chick probably sitting there thinking about marriage
I'm thinking abortion like a savage
An on purpose accident to have a miscarriage
Her mother and mine I couldn't end up seeing (plus)
Plus what type of mother would you end up being
You already a psycho I went and let that pass
I ain't think life time bond I thought fat ass
All them times you was pregnant and miserable
All them fights we had that got physical
Every time I sent you packing, pissed at you
Like I ain't want to live with you
Yeah I kinda planned that
Inconsiderate
That sounds just like me
(Then you) Then out pushed something out that looks just like me
I grabbed my little dude up
Looked him in his eyes
You can't understand right now I apologize
How could I not want you here and be that selfish
Fuck was on my mind at the time my bad I couldn't help it
(Talk to em) We had a beautiful relationship at one point (but then)
Then that shit changed with the quickness
Maybe because I was fucking other bitches (or)
Or maybe we had no business having business
Not the girl that I would want to raise kids with
But still that shit happen regardless (look)
I was so young back then so heartless
The shit I was thinking could have caught me some charges
Listen, I tried to talk to her normally (but)
That shit didn't work for a one second she was on to me
I tried to explain how I ain't have a dollar to my name
Pursuing this rap shit chasing fame
Young dude stressed in the hood
Like Jesus
I ain't ready for no child but she was
When you piss poor
Get to having sick thoughts
While the chick probably sitting there thinking about marriage
I'm thinking abortion like a savage
An on purpose accident to have a miscarriage
Her mother and mine I couldn't end up seeing (plus)
Plus what type of mother would you end up being
You already a psycho I went and let that pass
I ain't think life time bond I thought fat ass
All them times you was pregnant and miserable
All them fights we had that got physical
Every time I sent you packing, pissed at you
Like I ain't want to live with you
Yeah I kinda planned that
Inconsiderate
That sounds just like me
(Then you) Then out pushed something out that looks just like me
I grabbed my little dude up
Looked him in his eyes
You can't understand right now I apologize
How could I not want you here and be that selfish
Fuck was on my mind at the time my bad I couldn't help it
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