Trials

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Look, This ain’t love but it’s close
I was kicking it with lil mama then went ghost
She was looking for real so I gave her a dose
But she was begging for my attention doing the most
Not to mention I travel across coast just to make it all happen and I don’t happen to boast
A lot of shit be happening I don’t happen to post and I don’t happen to care for the net when it’s gross
I was trying to get her off of welfare
She ain’t really care, she was trying to get a Telfar
Shorty was somebody with a body Ima need
And when I say that it’s a body, it’s a body guaranteed
Killing it, every single time that she walking out
But whenever she talking she never know what she talking 'bout
It’s crazy
Listen, I am not the one to blame
Can’t put somebody on games on game
Look, I been in and out of court
Shorty been extorting me, need somebody support
Just signed 4 deals, more deals to assort
Still, I been fighting cases instead of flighting resort
I know I'm poppin', instead of poppin' a cork
I done got a lot on. top of my plate, I'm coppin' a fork
Shorty switching up the story
She wants to swap and contort
She don't want the bigger picture
She wants to crop and distort
So, Ima keep a long story short
Really could have got along but you long to retort
Now a sweet so-long is prolonged in a court
You the source and you writing your wrongs in reports
In remorse, and it...
And it got her on the run
Babymomma trying to use a nigga daughter as a gun
Babymomma telling stories so the stories getting spun
But she won't control the story when its done
For real