Keep It Straight
It's D-Beezy Baby
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
Niggas is phoney and bitches is fake
Keeping to myself fuck a change of pace
These lessons learned from my past mistakes
I take an R.I.P. to my head stoned like I passed away
As you can see my train of thought is just a crash away
All these fucking games that they had to play
I inhale trynna blow of my past away
Maybe I have to pray
That's what the pastor say
To get back up on my high horse n back at it
That's what I want but i'm still kinda hurtin
All they really want is for me to remain pragmatic
In other words to get back to workin
Sincerly it's hard to let these people get near me
And close to everything I hold dearly
Like I'm cleaning my glassses I'm trying to see em clearly
Are they here because they love me or maybe it's just to kill me
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is walk and never look
Back at all the people and all the paths that you never took
That's because regret is the fastest thing that'll leave you shook
Make you double back now you're back at the place you started from
It could get rough
But they ain't ever said it was easy
And I ain't trynna be corney or cheesy i'm just sayin
To get to where you're going you gotta understand
Pain and sacrifices are all a part of the plan
Forgive but you should never forget where these niggas stand
Especially if it's in your path that's unacceptable
Fool me once but I won't let you do that shit again
You gotta weed out all of the evil that's standing next to you
Who are your friends i'll show you your future
This shit's way too deep for a suture
The ones closest to you are the ones most likely to shoot cha
Smile on they face while they clutching the ruger, bang
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
Niggas is phoney and bitches is fake
Keeping to myself fuck a change of pace
These lessons learned from my past mistakes
I take an R.I.P. to my head stoned like I passed away
As you can see my train of thought is just a crash away
All these fucking games that they had to play
I inhale trynna blow of my past away
Maybe I have to pray
That's what the pastor say
To get back up on my high horse n back at it
That's what I want but i'm still kinda hurtin
All they really want is for me to remain pragmatic
In other words to get back to workin
Sincerly it's hard to let these people get near me
And close to everything I hold dearly
Like I'm cleaning my glassses I'm trying to see em clearly
Are they here because they love me or maybe it's just to kill me
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is walk and never look
Back at all the people and all the paths that you never took
That's because regret is the fastest thing that'll leave you shook
Make you double back now you're back at the place you started from
It could get rough
But they ain't ever said it was easy
And I ain't trynna be corney or cheesy i'm just sayin
To get to where you're going you gotta understand
Pain and sacrifices are all a part of the plan
Forgive but you should never forget where these niggas stand
Especially if it's in your path that's unacceptable
Fool me once but I won't let you do that shit again
You gotta weed out all of the evil that's standing next to you
Who are your friends i'll show you your future
This shit's way too deep for a suture
The ones closest to you are the ones most likely to shoot cha
Smile on they face while they clutching the ruger, bang
It's hard
Looking into your eyes
Knowing that you're telling me lies
I don't know the reason why
You couldn't just keep it straight with me
I just hope it's not too late for me
Gotta keep moving on
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Writer(s): Devonaire Stevenson
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