It was all a dream
I used to wake up in the morning texting
Visions of me and you up in the limousine
Downloading your pictures on my phone
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I stayed on the phone until my call dropped
Smokin' weed and kool aid, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that me and you would take it this far
Now I'm riding down a dark street with no street light'cause I'm tryna avoid a fight
Feel like I just got played, I wanna blow up like the World Trade
Dam nigga, I feel like a loser
Remember when we use to eat BK for dinner
Peace to you and yours
I'm falling back like you thought I would
Call the cell, same number same hood
It's all good
And If you don't know, Now you know NIGGGGAAAAA
*On a different note. I just wanna thank ALL of you for the encouraging words of comfort. I will try to task my self with getting outside help. For now I'll keep on dealing with my innerself. Shout out to Danyne for coming threw my spot lol and to blogtopia I thank you from the sincerest part of my heart. It kinda turning black as we speak. (Like they say nothing last forever)
Playing Kieth Sweat - "Make It last Forever" (Dam I miss the "90's)
Until Next Time............................
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