Sticky Situations
Baby you my favorite person
But I can't believe the lies that you done told me
3 years down
And not a day did someone hold me
Always in my mind, I fell in love with being lonely
Watching me struggle, that shit start fuckin with you slowly
Momma hold me
But my momma wasn't in the picture
Give up rap just to fix shit with my older sister
Bad influence, pole lifter, that's the worst mixture
Love my people, she don't miss me but I still miss her
Ill be your person, give a fuck about my reputation
211 on my belt but still no point taken
I can give you everything without no hesitation
Give it time but I know you struggling with patience
Fuck it baby, if you want it, then you go and take it
Life ain't really what you doing bae its how you make it
The love I got for you is real, I could never fake it
Hope you know I got yo back through every situation
Everybody do me wrong, like why the fuck is that?
Spent a stack on niggas who can't even keep it stack
Real niggas disappearing so I stay dis attached
All my niggas in the box and I cant get em back
I was doing my lil time, that's how I found myself
I ain't tryna hold no hand so go and help yourself
When I tried to ask for help they always turned around
Not everybody tryna help when they see you down
That's the sad truth
But I can't believe the lies that you done told me
3 years down
And not a day did someone hold me
Always in my mind, I fell in love with being lonely
Watching me struggle, that shit start fuckin with you slowly
Momma hold me
But my momma wasn't in the picture
Give up rap just to fix shit with my older sister
Bad influence, pole lifter, that's the worst mixture
Love my people, she don't miss me but I still miss her
Ill be your person, give a fuck about my reputation
211 on my belt but still no point taken
I can give you everything without no hesitation
Give it time but I know you struggling with patience
Fuck it baby, if you want it, then you go and take it
Life ain't really what you doing bae its how you make it
The love I got for you is real, I could never fake it
Hope you know I got yo back through every situation
Everybody do me wrong, like why the fuck is that?
Spent a stack on niggas who can't even keep it stack
Real niggas disappearing so I stay dis attached
All my niggas in the box and I cant get em back
I was doing my lil time, that's how I found myself
I ain't tryna hold no hand so go and help yourself
When I tried to ask for help they always turned around
Not everybody tryna help when they see you down
That's the sad truth
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Writer(s): Jose Ramos
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