One I wrote for the brother, A.H...
• Written by Hawkeye
Love laced with fake
But when its real it never fades,,
A.H, this one's for you brother,
Dust them shoulders off, I feel for ya,
Just know that any battle doesn't exist without scars
It's in our blood to fall off the path just remember who u are..
Lost feeling I don't know where to go, which road to follow? I reminess and find it hard to swallow the past mistakes that I'm seeing ain't what i was percieving when I was younger bro, girls I only wanted the best for always wanted less for me tho, caught up with the wrong blokes that shoulda been flipping burgers but instead were sippin bourbons tippin' fiens with no hope witnessing masterpiece scenes from these next best thrillers like I'm lookin at a ghost a side road I drove had me at an all time low memories forced remorse in my tortured mind endorsing thoughts of a crooked time knees to the floor squeezing the nine ready to end it all but I did my time
Got out feelin' proud of myself fighting for a better lifestyle great health a way up out of this hell but seems the policeman can't stand me doing well abused their power to put me inside for a silly argument papers stated was dvo leaving me n my girl on bad terms so I made endless fone calls that reached end of the line all I wanted was to get closer or some closure, waited heart beat bouncing through my chest hoping everything was all "g" and in time when it was my turn shed say the usual baby, everything's fine. Got a visit from my boy least half a year through the grind, nothing like seeing a familiar face, tho it woulda been better if it wasn't all bad news he left behind I was serving time she was shitting in my face all that love lost was lust I was clearly mistaken still left here with a broken heart not sure how much more I can take all I ever wanted was to give the world now I want to conquer it n watch the future unfold so I say fuck it, find light my pride stays to fight I'll be out soon living a better life, this time I'll do me untill I find a woman cause u can't turn a hoe into a wife..
next time round I'll be a step up never let up
Cause this past life I'm sick to death of I deserve the best of it's time I drain the pests out focus on my health n get my wealth up so hold ur glasses up n toast to all the brothers who never left our sides like we suppose ta
It's Hawkeye on the beat but you already know bruh coming fresh from the cell on the soda like it's rum n cola heart so big it's still close to all these foes n hoes that I use to know so, now I'm moving on
As the days went by its my mind I got control of tough shoes to fill being real soulfull traces imprinted in my tracks when I dig my heel in n lace them up this fast life had me confused n actin up but those times are over now so when I get out I ain't just getting out i promise to get on up n hold this mother f**kin head on up
Till I die I will ride for the ones I love.
I know it's sad but true, ur still n probably always will be the 1 I want after all we've been through I still proceed to try give you my world, Every1 disagrees with me but truth is you are my girl, reason I'm alive n a survivor to the heartache n pain karma rained on me, forever in my heart, each day we argue or spend apart honestly feels like my heart is bleeding, trust me id be lieing if I said I havnt tried to hide the feeling of me feeling that's it's destined to be but Im thinking overthinking is messing with me so I'm gonna say what I need, My girl best friend and the rest of me, so unique, unforgettable memories n how beautiful you are inbedded in my brain till the death of me or next week,? only time reveals the unseen... Peace
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Hawkeye
Member since May 14 2016