Hate da rain
I told ma moma I’ll be home soon sorry to tell her but I lied I’m out here trinna make a way ain’t nobody feel ma pain As I walk thru da rain alone on ma own now wen u see me u gone see me wit a tool bc I can’t trust no foo fr thrills to bad pain so deep I can’t heal I jus gotta stay away n get dis pay moma don’t worry abt me imma be ok I swear so many things I wanna tell u but instead I say I’m ok truth be told pain so real I can’t even feel ma self no moe I jus wanna book a show u kno we gotta come up ain’t neva been a hoe riding around on ma own trinna get dis pay out to late gotta stay patient n gotta stay focused but it’s to hard wen da voices in ma head want lemme think Dey jus be telling me to grab dat drac can’t let em take over foe ma Saic, yea n I say fuck errbody who say a nigga want make it u jus hating u jus mad dat u can’t be me so u try to fake it fr
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