Sometimes I
SOMETIMES I love to hard ,
SOMETIMES I stay knowing I should leave ,
SOMETIMES I fight more than I should ,
SOMETIMES I give more out than I receive,
SOMETIMES I put my problems a slide so I can be there for others ,
SOMETIMES I do more for others than I do myself ,
SOMETIMES I go out my way for others more than they do more ,
SOMETIMES I make sure I’m there way more than I need to be ,
SOMETIMES I feel sorry for people knowing that they put their self there,
SOMETIMES I get involved in beef just because the person is my heart ,
SOMETIMES I don’t used my head I just do ,
SOMETIMES I dong stop and ask myself if the shoe was on the other foot would they ride for me ,
SOMETIMES I be more loyal to mother fuckers that I should have cross ,
SOMETIMES I will give a niqqa or a bitch my last just for them to trun around and snake me ,
SOMETIMES I will shake a bitch hand & she trun around & cut me ,
SOMETIMES I will break bread with a bitch or niqqa just for them to trun around and play me ,
SOMETIMES I give out way to many chances just for people to keep snaking me ,
SOMETIMES I wonder do people come in my life because they see I’m not no fuck bitch ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I wasn’t a bitch that loved getting money would niqqas still wanna fuck with me ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I start shooting shit up would niqqas no I’m not the one ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER if I didn’t believe in god would I have been lost my shit ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I was a better that believe in giving up would mother fuckers still wanna be here ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I was a gold digger will niqqas gave me respect,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I was a jump off would a niqqa then love me ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I didn’t have self respect or love for myself would a niqqa love me then ,
SOMETIMES I wonder if I drop dead right now who really will be hurt to see that I’m gone ,
SOMETIMES I wonder would niqqas even miss me ,
SOMETIMES I wonder do my mother and father ever loved me ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why I was born ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER is everything I’m going through wroth it ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER would I ever be happy ,
SOMETIMES I wonder do somebody want me to be their wife ,
SOMETIMES I wonder when niqqas going to be done with playing Games and start getting money ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why we all gotta die it’s enough money for all of us to eat ,
Sometimes I wonder what happen to stay down until you come up ,
SOMETIMES I wonder what happen to never change up on the mother fucker that had you when you didn’t have you ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER is love even real I heard that word so much but never met nobody that stand up to it ,
SOMETIMES I wonder why I always gotta stay high but then again I remember I’m fighting this shit by my shit ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why I do my best work when I’m high ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why I only can explain my pain better when I’m high ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why I rather cry to myself than in front of others ,
SOMETIMES I Wonder why I always gotta have a blunt or 29 ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER why I stay fryed as a kite ,
SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I always gotta roll up smoke 1 or 29,
SOMETIMES I wonder why do I always expect to get hurt ,
Just sometimes I wonder
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