Untitled Lyrics

I was a freshman

Had yet to lessons of the world

Till I learned em from a girl

Learned that love a deadly weapon since conception

So much up to perception

Heartbreak feel like Smith and Wesson through my chest and

Now I'm stressin, whether

You gone switch up with the weather

Gettin with another brother

When I really thought you neva

Really thought you betta

Hard believing that I grieving over love

Got me lookin to the lord above

Wishin on a turtle dove that we never fucked

Now we sittin outa love, and I'm outa luck

Like what the fuck, feeling like I got hit by a truck

Bitch I'm stuck

Up in situations of yo creation

First hoe to have me chasin

Now I'm back to basics

Knew you couldn't see the vision shoulda got you Lasik

But you was too complacent

Now I'm hittin hoes with precision

My decision was to say fuck it...