Guilty

You can’t make a first impression with ya second smile

The judge erased your first sentence on your second trial

I can’t judge these young niggas I was just as wild

I had to make some man decisions I was just a child

I held it down on my own God bless the child

You get a chance to call on God then it’s best to dial

And baby we can be at odds I’d rather reconcile

I’ll swap a extra bitch for one that goes the extra mile

How them niggas in your circle tryin X u out?

My steppers step in Louie sneakers when we stepping out

Watching out for snakes that slither by my crocodiles

I’ll ring a nigga up for shopping in my shopping aisle

Them switches make a Glock whisper but a chopper howls

I’m talking Choppa style chop chop Choppa style

My mom and daddy try to raise me from a separate home

I had to learn to use them bricks like a stepping stone

I Had to ink it in my body so it’s set in stone

I had to bring that pressure to em when the pressures on

I hope ya coming as a blessing and won’t be a burden

Same time the teachers teaching and the teachers learning

I know I gotta cleanse my soul with some bleach detergent

They Charged me with having my way out here and reach the verdict

Guilty

I know I can have my way with you I can’t help it I feel guilty
It’s toxic you my favorite thing to do and I can’t lie I feel guilty
You called me I was writing songs about you couldn’t answer I felt guilty
You called me I was writing songs about you couldn’t answer cause

Our relationship is toxic we addicted to it
First we had a happy home then got evicted to it
I know you trying keep your distance feel conflicted thru it
Cause Your body prefers me to get you thru it
Dick you thru it
But when I’m going thru my options I don’t pick you thru it
Cause you be sticking to your story tryin stick me to it
How you block me from your stories try to diss me thru it?
You want somebody else to hit me up and hip me to it?
We like the omicron we spun the block a weaker version
I’m speaking to you in this song cause we can’t speak in person
That’s cause we gon end up fucking that defeats the purpose
You act like you don’t love me but there’s more than meets the surface
Put some money in my plate while I preach the sermon
Whole time the teachers teaching and the teachers learning
I know I gotta cleanse my soul with some bleach detergent
They Charge me with having my way out here and reach the verdict
I’m Guilty
So you ain’t gotta tell me bout myself sometimes you right
You might flex and say fuck it sometimes you fight
My text say don’t say delivered sometimes you type
Aiight
You know we time enough for each other
That’s why we don’t make time enough for each other
I feel like you be keeping secrets that I’m better knowing
And you don’t like how shit be going cause I’m never going
I’m guilty

I know I can have my way with you I can't help it I feel guilty
It's toxic you my favorite thing to do I can't lie I feel guilty
You called me I was writing songs about you couldn't help it I felt guilty
You called me I was writing songs about you couldn't answer cause

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