True Story

can't sleep. please don't blow my high. I've been textin you for weeks but aint git a reply. I used to be fly but my mack is slippin..girl steady trippin. 4 years down the drain...should we arrange bells? weddings? hell no. get high and shine and b-line for the love line where there you'll find an empty portrait where her face once was. there will always be mistakes and they must be forgiven. love is that ability.

You text me complain cause I ain't ever get you flowers, like flowers don't die after a few hours. But I bought that coach purse, bought them necklaces, copped u bracelets, had you decked out in both pearls n laces--nikes. Yeah you bought shit, but I ain't floss it, cause it was never about that. Ya paid 450 and I never returned it. You mad at me now, why, Cause I lied, huh? Cause I was droppin airplane rides like I fell from the sky? Just too see you? Thats mad bread. Do the math. Same day flights. Not cheap. Haha.

But if we was in a movie, girl you'd be the one I'd be chasin, got my heart racin cause I aint ever seen a cutie with a package wrapped up so tight. But could you do with a brotha like me? I aint really got much to give. I got some bills pass due, and drive a hoop-d--aint nothing in my fridge, but got so much love to give. I know you think that I be ballin, but I got many issues, but if you wait patiently we can make love why you wait n see.

But, girl, I'mma be alright my nigga.

Haha I call you, you answer, hang right up, text me talkin about you meant to hit ignore? What kind of shit is that? Then you text me after weeks of playing mia then say Im ignoring you because I was getting high? You act like I'm a fiend..but I was doing the same thing while getting A's and B's--Bonas stand up.