"head in the clouds, figured i'd think outloud
but then again i do too much thinkin for my own good
the other day my nigga said -that thug shit aint us- i responded
in sefmade i trust, loyalty is a trait that i cant live without
so how dare you try and knock me on the humble, bitch why you mumblin?
stumblin around a cluttered room, dancin in ring of fire with her in arms reach
startin to stutter when i speak, can you smell the fear?
startin not to care what i wear, or what i look like
because my lifes like state property without the roc- i aint shit
debating on wether i should tell her the truth or not
would she believe me or leave me? i cant take heartbreak no more
infidelity startin to play a bigger part of me, cause im the bitch always
expreesin feelings and shit, then gettin fucked in the end
i could go on but then ill letting you in, which means ill only get fucked"
p.s misery loves company.
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