MAKE UP OR BRAKE UP
MR:BABYGIRL WHAT I GOTTA DO TO MAKE YOU MINES
THINGS I'D DO IF I COULD CHANGE THE HANDS OF TIME
MISTAKES I MADE WOULD I LEARN MY LESSONS?
OR WAS I JUST STUBBORN NOW I MISS YOUR PRESENCE '
IS IT JEALOUSY I FEEL OR ENVY?
THAT THE NEXT NIGGA COUNTING MY BLESSINGS BABY WHY TEMPT ME
NEVER PAID YOU ENOUGH ATTENTION I KNOW
I HAD AN AFFAIR WITH THE STREETS THE MONEY AND TRILL WAS AN OBSESSION
THINGS I'D DO TO MAKE YOU MINE ADAM GAVE EVE HIS RIB BUT BABY MY HEART I GIVE YOU MINE
I'LL NEVER QUIT TRYING TILL IM OUT OF TIME ,WHICH MEANS DYING
DONT NEED A RING TO PROMISE YOU THIS
DONT NEED A COUPLE CARROTS TO GRANT YOU THIS WISH
IM PUTTING THIS ON PAPER SO YOU CAN ALWAYS REMINISCE ON THIS
DONT LIKE PLAYING GAMES
CUZ TRIX ARE FOR KIDS ,SILLY RABBIT WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT I WANNA BE THE ONE PUTTING CARROTS ON YA RINGS
LUCKY CHARMS AROUND YA WRIST ,SO IT SHOW A RAINBOW IN THE MIST
FUCK SPARKS MA NIGHT TURN TO DAY WHEN WE KISS
WHICH I MISS
MRS:
OH BOY LET ME TELL U
I'VE BEEN WAITING TOO LONG
I'VE PUT UP WITH UR ATTITUDE
HOPING THAT WE CAN MOVE ON
BUT UR FRIENDS WERE THE ONE'S WHO
KEPT THIS GOING ON... SO WRONG
MAYBE ITS JEALOUSY OR ENVY
CAUSE THOSE NIGGA'S THINKING SO WRONG.
TRYING TO KEEP U AWAY FROM ME
TELLING YOU THE STREETS COULD NEVER DO NO WRONG
TELL ME WHAT HAPPEN TO US.. MY BABY
TELL ME WHAT CAN I DISCUSS.. SO FREELY
THE NEXT ONE WONT BE ABOUT US
THE NEXT ONE WONT HAVE TO PROMISE
AND I WONT HAVE TO REMINISCE
ABOUT THE WAY WE USE TO KISS
CAUSE HE WOULD TAKE MY BREATHE AWAY
ENOUGH ATTENTION I WILL SAY..
THINGS I'D DO TO MAKE U MINE
GOT ME SITTING AT HOME WONDERING WHY,
WHY DID I GIVE SO MUCH LOVE AND AFFECTION
WHY CANT I LEAVE AND WALK IN A NEW DIRECTION...
IM PUTTING THIS ON PAPER
SO MAYBE U WILL WAKE UP
CAUSE TRIXS ARE FOR KIDS AND BABY THEIRS NO MORE TO MAKE UP.
HERE IS WHERE I WANT TO BE
OUT THEIR LIES UR HEART IT SEEMS.
UR BOYS COULD BE DOWN FOR YOU
BUT IM THE ONE U CAME HOME TO.
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