Imma Go

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Imma Go

Undisputed... Cus they never cared about the new kid.. So im out here with my two sense, just puttin in the work and, always know my worth when, it comes to a new bitch... Hopefully next time i get a woman, and not some girl who dont know when too stop talking. Not saying a nagger but she pretty much supplied the coffin, often throwin shit in my face and states, that im appaulin, some days were often me smoking on a bong and, get bitched at cus im not talkin, im not being verbal with her, well maybe cus you made me wither-away, and not want to face you, this is what you get for being two faced you fucking disgrace fucking hell is this my fate? Is this what i get for wanting something great? Now i just bottle up my hatred, wait for the gate to open so i can get ahold of god and ask, why mane? And was all this a fake facade...? Why me? Everyday was a struggle to get up from the rubble, and as my drug years are past i get the urge too wanna double it. But no, you are brighter than that reflection of gold because what you hold is realism, dont let the haters say you aint it because i see the paint, it aint thin.. Let people see your true colors dont go blinded by the thoughts of others, they more than likely judge their own mother. What a, motherfucking ride this has been, but its pretty drastic, gettin past all the plastic in the game like alrighty, only barbie i want is barbeque, and thats with anything, i keep my shit coated like fake gold on a ring. If it gets washed off and you still want it, it must be sentimental, im not fake but i can change for the good and treat you right especially with the mental, im no devil. Im a good guy, just got fucked over too many times, so now i just ride with the flow, because fuck it, if you wanna leave theres the door.

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Undisputed... Cus they never cared about the new kid.. So im out here with my two sense, just puttin in the work and, always know my worth when, it comes to a new bitch... Hopefully next time i get a woman, and not some girl who dont know when too stop talking. Not saying a nagger but she pretty much supplied the coffin, often throwin shit in my face and states, that im appaulin, some days were often me smoking on a bong and, get bitched at cus im not talkin, im not being verbal with her, well maybe cus you made me wither-away, and not want to face you, this is what you get for being two faced you fucking disgrace fucking hell is this my fate? Is this what i get for wanting something great? Now i just bottle up my hatred, wait for the gate to open so i can get ahold of god and ask, why mane? And was all this a fake facade...? Why me? Everyday was a struggle to get up from the rubble, and as my drug years are past i get the urge too wanna double it. But no, you are brighter than that reflection of gold because what you hold is realism, dont let the haters say you aint it because i see the paint, it aint thin.. Let people see your true colors dont go blinded by the thoughts of others, they more than likely judge their own mother. What a, motherfucking ride this has been, but its pretty drastic, gettin past all the plastic in the game like alrighty, only barbie i want is barbeque, and thats with anything, i keep my shit coated like fake gold on a ring. If it gets washed off and you still want it, it must be sentimental, im not fake but i can change for the good and treat you right especially with the mental, im no devil. Im a good guy, just got fucked over too many times, so now i just ride with the flow, because fuck it, if you wanna leave theres the door.

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