Guilty

Guilty of loving you, you, you
I'm guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the dro, I'm guilty of loving you, you,you
And when it comes to the pussy, I'm guilty of loving you, you, you

Yea, first time that I smoked weed I was 14 there was 4 teens
It was 2 bitches with tore jeans, me and a buddy were soaring
Wasn't home till 4 in the morning, feeling this bitch, exploring
When life wasn't reassuring, in the small city I was born in
Since then I would smoke dro, it would stop me going postal
On the low low like a low pro, up in a city that's so cold
Been a smoke show, slanging coco with the 44 on the go though
The world may change but not me, got a big ego and I'm cocky
Like who in the fuck gon' stop me, I'm the same cat when I'm off the beat
Say what you want but talk is cheap, watch your back when you walk the street
I live for this, I'm mischievous
Fuck around and get pistol whipped over simple shit
Yea motherfucker we've been legit
GP we don't play games
Just another day got to maintain
I just take names then I take aim
In a Cadillac, let the chain hang
I don't plan on changing one bit
Me and the people I come with
You know that I keep it 100
In my hometown getting blunted

Cuz I'm guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the hustle I'm guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the drama I'm so guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the pain I'm guilty of loving you, you, you

In the building smoking dro now
Hope the cop's don't boot the door down
Cuz it would just be my luck
Bad feeling always in my gut
Even when I do wrong, gotta move on
Uh even through all the confusion nothing too strong
For me not to try to overcome
I just get it done I'm not giving one fuck about the person you've become
Cuz I'm focused and ferocious, no emotion, spitting potent
In a household that is broken but the door to leave is always open
So I'm out this bitch, nothing good is coming out of this
And if I stay I won't amount to shit so what's the use
Everyday I'm on the loose and I'm doing just what I want to do
Killing the mic when I bomb the stu
And maybe it made me a little crazy but I wouldn't trade it for nothing
I'm stuck in this place that I'm up in I love it
Telling me different then you must be bugging
Forreal fuck how you feel I'm something you don't want to deal with
Whoever got the crown right now just know that I'm bound to steal it
This is what built me and it's gonna be what kills me
This lifestyle's so filthy and I'll never stop cuz you know that I'm so

Guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the money I'm guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to the fast life I'm so guilty of loving you, you, you
And when it come to my street's I'm guilty of loving you, you, you
Yea