2015 Feelings
• Written by AbelSC
(Starts at 24 seconds)
My father grew up a screw up, so he was never around, never there for the pound
And because of that, I've lived dam near my whole life in section 8, but that's okay,
Cuz now I live in Washington State, and you live right next door, too bad
Cuz you moving to Washington State, university, that's about 5 hours away.
You'll be round when summer comes, possibly, and I'll still be alive from the wait,
Possibly, and maybe then I'll tell you how I feel, possibly, but by that time you'll
Have met a whole bunch of niggas tryna spit, some game at you, just tryna hit
Like its a game, cuz look at you, You dam near perfect if you ain't god dam gorgeous,
I'm talkin bout drop dead, Where that scythe at?
Got me thinkin sinful, where that tail at?
You ain't from this earth, I see that halo I ain't playin no games,
I think I love you, you don't feel the same, you made it clear the other day, when you
Said you don't see me like that,
The guys you like are here, and I'm over there, I swear that's what you said right?
Well that's alright, except for one slight, You took a slice of me when you told me that.
But I don't see a knife, and I ain't get it back so what you finna do with that?
If you don't want it then why'd you take it, can I have it back
Cuz now it hurts and everything I do has you in mind, and I just want what's mine.
Check my inbox and my text, I just want to talk to you tonight,
But if you ain't hit me up first than why should I?
Cuz I don't want to bother you if you busy being you. Dealing with what you got to do.
And whatever I have to say is not that important, I'll get out of the way,
I'll let you focus....
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AbelSC
Member since December 9 2014