— I only call you when it's half past five,
the only time that I'll be by your side.
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me,
when I'm fucked up, that's the real me.
“ I call her Medusa, she da typa girl dat seduce ya, she dat typa girl dat’ll turn you into stone, look her in the eyes and you can’t leave her alone. „
— Crazy but I love her, I could never run from her. Hit it, no rubber, never would let no one touch her; swear we drive each other mad, she be so stubborn but what the fuck is love with no pain, no suffer.
You don't even cheat with no badder bitches, this shit is eatin' me, you sleepin' peacefully. Gettin' more mad at you, thinkin' 'bout stabbing you. Don't even know that you this close to dyin', you gon' wake up like, "Why you got an attitude?
quando giudicate male la gente perché “eh, ne ho sentito parlare quindi non l* sopporto” vi giuro che vi prenderei a testate, voi ancora dovete conoscerle le persone cattive, seriamente