christain64  (13 years ago)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm
George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State
where, tuition is handled
By some random nigga that live
in Atlanta
That she only see when she feels
obligated
Admitted it to me the first time
we dated
But she was no angel, and we
never waited
I took her for sushi, she wanted
to fuck
So we took it to go, told them
don't even plate it
And we never talk too much
after I blew up
Just only "hello" or "happy
belated"
And I think I text her and told
her I made it
And that's when she text me and
told me she prayed it
And that's when I text her and
told her I love her
Then right after texted and told
her I'm faded
She asked what have I learned
since getting richer
I learned working with the
negatives could make for better
pictures
I learned Hennessy and enemies
is one hell of a mixture
Even though it's fucked up, girl
I'm still fucking with ya
Damn, is it the fall, time for me
to revisit the past
It's women to call, there's
albums to drop, there's liquor
involved
There's stories to tell, we been
through it all
Interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my dressing
room, confusing me with
questions like...i rule