Hopeless Romantic,An interlude
Mama raised the son to be a better man
Papa raised the son to be a better man
A better man I am today
But it seems like all these girls
Would just rather have the average man
I'm just tryna be the typa man that buys flowers
I'm tryna be the typa man that loves different
But it's hard for me
The dollies rather have the typa man that buys ciders
They qualify as the ticket to sex
But sex leads to allegations
And if you fail to pay the bill you'll pop up on the news
Rape allegations
Now you wish you never met the girl
It's not my story I just feel for all my niggas that went through it
It's not my story I just feel for all my niggas that went through it
Yeah
My story kinda different
She told me that she pregnant
Stress weighing over me
Writing an exam but the silence in the room is too loud
Voices in my head tellin' me I should maybe drop the pen
Get a 9 to 5, support the child
My mama on my mind I mean the fuck I gotta say?
She's waking everday, to keep a nigga fed
How I bring a new nigga to the landscape?
Fast foward on a couple days
It was all a lie, I've been having my suspicions
She labeled it a prank, so to have me brush it off
My mental was at stake so I had to cut her off
Threatened suicide, chucked a couple pills
Landed her in hospital, her mama called my phone
"My daughter might die and if she does you take the blame"
Living with the thought that she might die and I'm to blame
Man I ended it for me 'cause my mental was at stake
Papa raised the son to be a better man
A better man I am today
But it seems like all these girls
Would just rather have the average man
I'm just tryna be the typa man that buys flowers
I'm tryna be the typa man that loves different
But it's hard for me
The dollies rather have the typa man that buys ciders
They qualify as the ticket to sex
But sex leads to allegations
And if you fail to pay the bill you'll pop up on the news
Rape allegations
Now you wish you never met the girl
It's not my story I just feel for all my niggas that went through it
It's not my story I just feel for all my niggas that went through it
Yeah
My story kinda different
She told me that she pregnant
Stress weighing over me
Writing an exam but the silence in the room is too loud
Voices in my head tellin' me I should maybe drop the pen
Get a 9 to 5, support the child
My mama on my mind I mean the fuck I gotta say?
She's waking everday, to keep a nigga fed
How I bring a new nigga to the landscape?
Fast foward on a couple days
It was all a lie, I've been having my suspicions
She labeled it a prank, so to have me brush it off
My mental was at stake so I had to cut her off
Threatened suicide, chucked a couple pills
Landed her in hospital, her mama called my phone
"My daughter might die and if she does you take the blame"
Living with the thought that she might die and I'm to blame
Man I ended it for me 'cause my mental was at stake
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