Mother
• Written by user634161266
No time for games , no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
Mother and a wife for half of my life. I did the time with a man that didn't appreciate nor congratulate.
He was a phony and fake coming home every night late .
Bitch was hanging out or on troll dates .
I cooked , I cleaned, and I gave him the mean-mean y'all bitches know what I mean.
Fifteenth years of lies and trials wish I could turn back the hands of time.
Nigga tried to take my shine and have me last in line .
THE hurt , the pain , shit was a shame.
I regret giving my life to a big ass lame that was all about games.
No time for games, no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
Regrets that I could never forget.
Time stolen from my life line.
No, it wasn't all a waste .
I learned a great life lesson , and kept on progressing .
No time for games, no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
No time for games, no time for lames
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user634161266
Member since January 4 2017