THE BEGINNING

It's so many called
Too real

Had a minute ago
It don't send what I hear
Too weird

It had you goin slow
Imagining wasn't it all

Right here
Immediate goes
You're all out then
I, here
Too weird

Hell, it would if I had not met

Had to tell me
You were outta know

Is it what I infer
My own ain't interpret it
Dead high, low

It's the word, my home
It occurred that he never leaves

& go put it aside for all them

It's the thought that you wouldn't
I need

I want to
Don't pretend I don't love you

I own you
It ain't like that, what I go through

I had to go
Just had to flee

Do I stand too tall
When I count to three

Hear I told em, call
Inform em, please

I had to go
I'm not out to think



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Barboza
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