Can’t take me bacc
Cant Shame me bout my past
Im looking to future
Im trynna make it to the top
See my name in flashing lights
Fuck who talkin bout me behide my bacc
All they did was stab me in my bacc
Pray for my downfall
But some how I made it thru
Try to take me bacc
Like I was going out like that
Can’t take me bacc to shut that broke me
Man this shit mode me
Shit if I didn’t get rape
Or had kids where would I be
What would my story be
Shit I don’t think I would be so understanding & forgiving if it wasn’t for my past
Y’all lie on me
Cool I’m let you get that
You tryed to stop me
I went harder
You pull back
I push away
You snake me
I stay soiled
You told my secrets
While I held your
You made promises you couldn’t keep
You lie again & again
But old me believe you anyway
When I had enough & realize my wroth I was a drama queen
I was ratchet
I was over reacting
Now I loved you more than I love me
I was willing to ride
Even if I had to be the drive
Could have give me my pros but instead you played victim
I could have told my side but I knew you needed some time of love
So I let you get clout off me
I let you get away with stealing one of my poems & trunning it into a song
Because of you I almost gave up on my dream
Life funny you see
Cus it’s work out for me
Not only you wasn’t my friend
But you helped me
Because if you didn’t do that
I would have still been passing my notebook around
Who knows who else would get rich off my pain
Im so real I didn’t even ask for a dollar
But you subbing me like I robbed you
Y’all bitches be having the game fucked up
But yahh you can’t shame me for my past
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