To You
I was addicted to your wispers of love like a dope fiend
hustin an grindin is my reality, an what we was chasing was a pipe dream.
I aint no sucka i knew i coulndnt have what we promised each other
always an forever was to much you deserve someone much better.
ima thug an hustla always makin moves addicted to livin in the fastlane
fell in love with the game livin like a superstar but with no fame.
an im tellin you if one day you wake up an im not there
just know i truly cared an will cherish the time that we shared...
Copyright © William Jackson | Year Posted 2017
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