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letra de fromme2u - cj fly

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verse 1
i hide emotion behind a face that’s devoted
to only winnin’ this race and this p-ssy, money and violence
how could i be so selfish and need this time for myself?
needing time for your health, to recover, i’m on some other
i’m out there sellin’ soaps to these fiends, hopin’ for dough for more myself
15 like is there hope for myself?
cause if i never have a kid again, i’ll be p-ssed but i deserve it
i been cursed with all these man made ways
in this earth that i been livin’ in
sorry for the present problems that i put you on and get you in
father god, take my soul if i can’t play my role
cause i know what i’m doin’, it ain’t right, it ain’t wrong
but in mid decisions, takin’ life ain’t the way of life
cause day and night, i pray to christ
in all hopes you would forgive me, shawty
would you forgive me?

verse 2
hopped off the phone with my dad, n-ggas barely do speak
but i’m receiving heart felt letters every two weeks
i got a brand new brother and sister that i never do see
he might call to send me a blessing and tell me do me
but sh-t, i been doin’ me since 14
4 court cases, court scene, 4 courses caught clean
corner boy fortune, unfortunate dope fiends
that got a n-gga cuffed in the court with these lawyer fees
and i just felt the game callin’ me “a”
felt like mitch in paid in full
in a world that’s gon’ pay me full
dropped out of school, them teachers just called me fool
packed the black bag up, i’m back on my bull
you always told me these problems would soon catch up to me
and sh-t is catchin’ up and f-ckin’ me up
fourth quarter hustlin’, i’m ’bout to sell a 3 up
if the ds come, i’m gone
pop, please forgive me for this song, gotta understand

verse 3
i really contemplated k!llin’ you
n-ggas would say they love and wanna k!ll you
this feeling’s feelin’ familiar, i felt it for way too long
feelin’ like the feelin’ you felt was way too strong
it felt like jealousy was just weighin’ in on your dome
should’ve cut ties, man i should’ve cut ties
lord please, lord please forgive my young eyes
i was young and unwise, i was just so naive
i was just trying believe, i was trying to perceive
but them n-ggas, they were greed, they was livin’ outta greed
now i’m livin’ out the dream, cookin’ kitchen outta steam
and you gotta feel me
yacht master on a yacht looking filthy
that’s why they do not feel me
you dig?

- cj fly

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