Practice
I remember in 9th grade, my first relationship
And I should've told her, that I wasn't ready for it
And now she gotta deal with my infidelity
Yo we all got angels, and we all got demons
I should've stopped in the beginning
But I didn't
Messing with different women
And not giving a fuck 'bout of how they feeling
It's serious, she even told me to go to counseling
But I didn't
But I Ignored her, me being a dumb nigga
I did her wrong, she really tried to love a Nigga
And Babygirl I'm sorry, 'cause this ain't me
Love can make me or break me
I heard she messed with jay, to get back at me
'Cause she was mad at me
I got a bad habit, I should've practiced
I should've practiced
Before I got into this relationship, you feel me?
You don't know the hood you got
Until you lose it
Those late nights, sitting and thinking, and feeling stupid
Your foolish friends, be the reason why you leaving
Sometimes they drag a story, and you believe them
I know I'm sick in the head, I think I'm better of dead
Through my time of demise, would you lend a time
Babygirl I know your sad, and it hurts me
That I got trapped in this generational curse
The worst feeling of all
Regret and loneliness
Mix that with anger
And it doesn't blend very well
And I should've told her, that I wasn't ready for it
And now she gotta deal with my infidelity
Yo we all got angels, and we all got demons
I should've stopped in the beginning
But I didn't
Messing with different women
And not giving a fuck 'bout of how they feeling
It's serious, she even told me to go to counseling
But I didn't
But I Ignored her, me being a dumb nigga
I did her wrong, she really tried to love a Nigga
And Babygirl I'm sorry, 'cause this ain't me
Love can make me or break me
I heard she messed with jay, to get back at me
'Cause she was mad at me
I got a bad habit, I should've practiced
I should've practiced
Before I got into this relationship, you feel me?
You don't know the hood you got
Until you lose it
Those late nights, sitting and thinking, and feeling stupid
Your foolish friends, be the reason why you leaving
Sometimes they drag a story, and you believe them
I know I'm sick in the head, I think I'm better of dead
Through my time of demise, would you lend a time
Babygirl I know your sad, and it hurts me
That I got trapped in this generational curse
The worst feeling of all
Regret and loneliness
Mix that with anger
And it doesn't blend very well
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Watts
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.