babygirl

Baby don’t act like a crybaby acting like a old lady that is eighty I ain’t trying to be shady your mans wants some of this baby like we ain’t really alike I’m not trying to be mean but don’t make me strike I really like you but huh psych you know what’s really sad I’m glad your mad you wish you had all the things I had like a dad you should’ve known what you had coming i’m over here humming looking at what you are becoming. I’m trying to fight you, but you’re really just running. You’re being really scared like you don’t wanna fight me. Just to accept the fact that you can’t fight, babe you’re becoming of old age