First love
• Written by mansamisto
I remember that time we used to sit down on your porch and write rhymes
I thought we would get married I would be yours and you would be mine
You laughed at everything I said but most importantly you got the punchline
Our children would have both of our bloodlines but I started throwing up gang signs
selling dope and packing the nine at all times ya boy would climb into house and do crime
like selling dope, drive-bys, homicides shit now I'm just spitting out paradigms
But you still fucked with me and I loved you for that
I was driving you home when the cops caught me strapped
I started struggling and moving he threatening to tase me you yelling don't do it
but that redneck wasn't listening I told him to just kill me just put me out my suffering
he just stared at me that fools mind was almost buffering
me and you was both wondering he started backing up he didn't give a fuck he started backing up
He took the shot the blood sprayed like ketchup you yelling baby please get up
he telling you to shut up he threw some shit in his trunk then left
had to go to the hospital had 3 bullet wounds in my chest
even in the hospital you let me play with your breast
when I got out I finally got a job getting my life together moved out of my moms
I miss sitting on the ratty ass couch watching sitcoms
one day i got home from work still had on my companys shirt walked in the room
I assumed the perfume was for me but no this other nigga in the bathroom was getting the pussy
I threw both y'all out my house you can go back to the south i dont care about your cottonmouth
played me like a tom and jerry cat and a mouse I gave you my heart and all
and thats wrong you played me like ping pong
the image is vividly remembered this hit could be drawn
damn you played me and thats wrong
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mansamisto
Member since November 5 2015