Hands Held High

Why do you forsake me lordddddd on this nice ass day

Its feeling kind of strange standing in this lobby

asking for you to contact me

as if the phone line last time didn't reach to where i stay

but anyway this isn't permanent

I know you know i'm hurting in

side

because just yesterday

tears were flowing down my eyes

asking to youuuuuu if she will survive

my grandmothers life i wondered would she live or would she die

with my hands held high

my feet planted firm

a stable conscious questioning the lesson to be learned

as if my eyes ain't already burn

cuz just yesterday

I saw my O friend with my X girl

For hugs and kisses wishing em well

But for that betrayal tell em to wipe my ass with the wedding veil

I could kiss and tell or snap a nude reveal

But i rather go searching for that one girl who wouldn't do me ill

HMm my momma taught me well

its truth

thats probably why i got so many bitches giving tooth

They could tell the real me

versus the fake you

Thats why my outro adios in the booth with ya boo