Lately...my emotions been Fucked up.
Like I'm guaranteed to fuck up.
I guess just screwed up.
I just need to fuckin grow up.
Money ambitious, need to get my fuckin gawp up.
Then I stop up, so I can cry a bit.
But then again I always seem to stop that shit.
What you bout bitch?
You ain't nothing, you can kiss my ass if you get far you lucky.
Every time I see you I just think of my future and shit...
Got me me thinkin if you gon be my fuckin main and shit..
Sometimes I wanna to forget all the time we spent...
Are you my fuckin soulmate? We don't know bout shit...
Can you walk out the fuck out my mind? I don't want the times that we spent like we out of time...
I'm not Denzel, only time will tell.
Don't want to be that muthafucka in love living in hell.
I keep it 100, like I'm Chris Brown, now let me run it while you sitting in the background.
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