How you gone burn the bridge you standing underneath of.
So we’re even, I’m in love with her rear and her pussy. And she in love with the idea of what I could be. On top of the world but it’s higher to fall, whats the point in dreaming big if you acquired it all. But if lyricism is back, I helped it spearhead. If we order Cl’s make mine a year ahead. I skip the club line and don’t get turned around.
For girls come at a high volume I don’t turn them down. No pregnant hoes and no minors. A1 bars with Em as a co-signer. I fill the counter up without checking the cost yet. I ain’t rich my nigga but check the way I offset
Don’t get confused by the Bentleys and the Corvettes. Got stories from my hood that’ll rival those of war vets. Jersey city helped ‘im mould to what I amounted to. My only beef is that they don’t hold itself accoutanble so… A few resent me, but I’m cool with it. They handed me the city before I knew what to do with it. This last chick that I put under the wing? Has taught me the younger the age, the younger she think. I mean she shaped like a Stallion with bomb sex but don’t understand me when I’m trying not to be complex. Done raising my voice, I ain’t with it. Whats the point of arguing if she ain’t gonna get it. Plus my future’s now, her’s is down the pipline. And that’s the difference between a good time and a lifetime. But my current situation is I keep meeting chicks that need a way outta their current situation. Some cool, some silly, some serious. They tryna come up, I’m tryna cum period.
Y’all can threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it. One gun accompanied by prayers I never need. Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno. Take away what we love we’d all be Joe Paterno. Reporting live from the city where they gun tote. Sober in the sauna full of blunt smoke. Y’all concerned with Drake and Common Me? I’m concerned with niggas havin’ fake in common. Though I’m leading I don’t really know the path. But the future can’t be worse if you really know my past. Begged to be understood anytime I showed the wrath.
And my dudes swear they’ll keep me happily from harm. So I do the leg work they carry the arms. Check it, shawty I had over Saturday, Never act away, and squirt ‘til she over saturate. She go hard in the dark. No chains, but see I’m getting’ it, even when the cars in park, nigga….
She love it when we get together, smoke a little weed but her shit together. Now that I’m on, I can pick and choose, only uck with hoes who got shit to lose. Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes, her man on campus but it’s fine by me.
Say she only ucked like 4-5 niggas, so you know you gotta multiply by 3.
It go, I told her, now go and pop that pussy for a real nigga. Fattest ass texting me all day but I still ig’ her. Don’t do the small talk. Wrong guy to deal with. She ask me for a vacay, all she get is a guilt trip. Niggas is talking to the feds now bugging out. Even got cassettes in they chest, Teddy Ruxpin style. Bitches is whyling, they treatin me like they husband now. Do I got this white girl up stairs like this the drumming house.
