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letra de conman? - grip

[verse 1]
conman, i apologize to your mom and
ya grams for wrecking ya heart i guess it was part of gods plan
but wait a sec for we dead it here is ya roses
took 7 years sh-t is bogus i shed a tear when i wrote dis i admit, i wasn’t the best to you
i gave u sh-t den you dipped, like what was there left to do
too busy worried bout grip, shredding thru revenue
i let u slip shoulda put u up on a pedestal
i was hardly ready for sumn u couid regard as steady
now my heart is heavy
i’ll take it far as these bars will let me
i know what happеn viewed love as a distraction
my kids thе only things i put above rappin, that’s a thugs passion
cash n drugs stashing emotions under the rug
not communicating, thinking you’d just know what it was
2017 that’s when i started growin a buzz
playing catch-up cuz my peers left ya boi in da dust
cuz when they was focused on rappin’ i was focused on us
i coulda strived more, now it’s two kids i gotta provide for
window was closin slowly, had to switch the tempo on those that know me
get too comfy n u gon blow it homie
packed my metaphorical bag n hit the road jack
i promise when i take it home i’m bringing gold back
i’ll own that i ain’t expecting you to got a date wit destiny just let me get a plate

[hook]
silly me uh oh oh
i could never give you my love
it was me uh oh oh
i could never give you my love
we can’t turn back the hands of time
but it’s some things i should get off my mind
before we leave it all behind girl
i apologize girl
[verse 2]
i can’t trust myself wit lovin you
you still stained from all da mud i drug you thru
you thinkin, why ain’t this a lifestyle he can get accustomed to
like buy a plot n tie da knot like others do
gave me a key to your home ion want you think i’m leading you on
but i gotta be happy wit being alone
if i can’t learn to love myself, how da h-ll could ever properly love someone else
just know these words is heartfelt
n it’ll k!ll me to see you happy wit another man
but i can’t expect you to never love again n rob your heart of its plans
can’t put a ring on her finger den keep it steppin n-gga
n she’ll respect how real u kept it wit her
n i know one day it’ll hit me
when u stop replying to text questioning if you miss me
n all dats left is history and a grudge kept against me, evidently
made my bed i’ll lay in it
but first i got sumn to say, wait a minute

- grip

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