Lwyd
It's like 2012 in my momma crib and I'm stressed out
Got a baby coming
I'm still a baby feeling left out
Pops working he ain't never stopped
A hunnid songs but I never dropped
UPS was my first job
Writing raps while I'm on the clock
Spending nights at Killah crib was the first one to show a nigga love
Seen Ariana at Russ show she could barely tell who a nigga was
Seen me in my worst days
Only text on birthdays
Only text on blue moons
It ain't no blue moons
These days I been crying more
Getting paid so I'm buying more
Infidelity killing me
I hope these bitches worth dying for
Feeling like I lost a piece of me
Wonder why it ain't no peace in me
Loved me when I ain't have nothing
I ain't even have the decency
To let you walk away peacefully
To let you leave with yo head high
Kinda hard to keep ya head high
From first class on a red eye
And these days I been feeling guilty
Bout everything that I put you through
Prolly go and find a new bitch
And give her everything that I took you from you
Apologize for the days I couldn't talk to you so I yelled
I'm so thankful for every time you had a hand out when I failed
Not well off but I'm well
Not doing great but I'm grateful
Aw yeah
Yeah I gotchu
Aye
Is this shit real should I pinch you
after all the shit that we been thru I got you
Look what you done
Look what you done
Look what you done for me yeah
You knew that I was gone be some
when you stressed and you need some I got you
Look what you done
Look what you done
Look what you done for me yeah
Got a baby coming
I'm still a baby feeling left out
Pops working he ain't never stopped
A hunnid songs but I never dropped
UPS was my first job
Writing raps while I'm on the clock
Spending nights at Killah crib was the first one to show a nigga love
Seen Ariana at Russ show she could barely tell who a nigga was
Seen me in my worst days
Only text on birthdays
Only text on blue moons
It ain't no blue moons
These days I been crying more
Getting paid so I'm buying more
Infidelity killing me
I hope these bitches worth dying for
Feeling like I lost a piece of me
Wonder why it ain't no peace in me
Loved me when I ain't have nothing
I ain't even have the decency
To let you walk away peacefully
To let you leave with yo head high
Kinda hard to keep ya head high
From first class on a red eye
And these days I been feeling guilty
Bout everything that I put you through
Prolly go and find a new bitch
And give her everything that I took you from you
Apologize for the days I couldn't talk to you so I yelled
I'm so thankful for every time you had a hand out when I failed
Not well off but I'm well
Not doing great but I'm grateful
Aw yeah
Yeah I gotchu
Aye
Is this shit real should I pinch you
after all the shit that we been thru I got you
Look what you done
Look what you done
Look what you done for me yeah
You knew that I was gone be some
when you stressed and you need some I got you
Look what you done
Look what you done
Look what you done for me yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Ajero, Larussell Thomas
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