Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
After im done with you, you be bleeding red,
Friends overdose,others gone to prison after copping offenses
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
Every afternoon not wanting to be around
You fear success, but rally you have nothing to worry about.
And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud
And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches
The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.
Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends
Do you remember when we used to be friends,
With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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