Sometimes I wonder if we still
Nah, forget it girl
I don’t wanna say something
And turn around and regret it, girl
Probably meeting new niggas, anyway
And I’m messing girls
Even a couple hoes, most of whatever, girl
Shit I mean, I ain’t mad that I ain’t with you now
I asked for it Way ahead than me, yeah, your whole life
You woulda plan for it Me, I’m living day to day tryna take off
No passport
Doing this music thing, and I’ma do it Yeah, you could put cash on it Hey, trust that, yeah
Still I can’t help a view
My future years from now
And still I see myself with you
But I ain’t ready
You been waiting around 'cause time don’t stop
So when I’m ready
Will you still be around? Nah, probably not
But what’s fucked up I still feel it, if I want you, I can have you
Just right back in your life
And by convenience and grab you
But it ain’t real like that
So why do I feel like that?
Huh, maybe this shit I’m drinking
Maybe just wishful thinking
Damn, was all this crazy and things can change
One night and you back in my life, I guess some things remain
But shit is different now
I’ve grown up and I’ve moved on Found new love, new women
Got a new drive, made new songs
Yeah, have new shit
It feel like a new life
Till you told me «you keeping it?»
I’m like «Damn! That’s a new life!»
And if that kid ain’t mine, shit dawg, we celebrating
But if that kid is mine? Shit dawg, we celebrating
That’s real, tell your mom and just chill
I gotta be everything that my daddy was
And man, fuck what anyone feel
And they telling you that I’m no good, some dead beat
That nigga ain’t bout to man up Like I’m just rolled out as Ludacris, I’mma stand up But, just hope you doing this for the right reasons
Like is you bored or some? is the right season, shit
Better not been out of spite reasons
But if this what’d make you happy, girl, I can’t fight reason
And I know you looking for love, and I hope this do it for you
And I know you mad at me, still you feel like for you
Well if I did wrong, I loved you and I didn’t mean to And I still do but we tried that, look I ain’t into no re-do, nah
Stil tripping like that, what the fuck I do in that taxi?
Fucking you in the backseat
I couldn’t tell you if you asked me, huh
What makes shit worse, man I fucked her
I don’t wanna miss on that girl, for real, I still --
Nah, you probably don’t worry about that

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