[Trizz]
When we fucked, I ain't know what I was doing
All I know is I was horny and wanted to get into it
I was faded, you was faded, kinda tipsy off the alcohol
And you was looking fine as fuck, I swear to god you had it all
Kicking off my shoes, struggling to take yo pants off
Rubbing on yo body and wasn't taking my hands off
Reaching for a maximum protector when we fucking
Shit I ran out I'm like, whatever, man fuck it
You knowing all my spots seeing that it's over when you touch it
I finally put it in and she moaned cause she's loving it
Talking all dirty like "Take it all you fucking bitch" she's like "ooh yeah baby, gimme all this fucking dick"
So I buss and there it was, in two months
She's blowing up my phone like "trizz we fucked up, babe I'm eight weeks pregnant the doctor told me what's up and I think I wanna keep it"
Wait a minute man, hold up
It took a minute for me to gather my thoughts and I snapped and went off like "You stupid, this is your fault"
You trynna trap me, tie me down and I ain't having it
And this is up to me, I'm here to tell you, you ain't having shit
She's like wait, who are you to tell me what to do?
Shit, I doubt it's even mine
I was only fucking you
Yeah I bet
Yeah whatever trizz, you ain't shit
You ain't shit either, man I hate you and you're fake bitch
We went a whole two days without talking
Abortion clock is ticking and everyday we're stalling
I text her phone like, I'm sorry for all that I said, I'm just a little lost and kinda aggravated, then she said
Look man, if you don't want it then that's on you
I'll do this by myself, so tell me what you're gonna do
Yeah iiight man, whatever we can keep it
She replied real fast, like seriously, you mean it?
For the next two weeks I'm losing my mind, attempting suicide, though it would be over if I died
I screamed, I cried, I begged, I pleaded, I'm losing it
I ain't ready for a fucking kid, why am I doing this?
I got a fucking rap career and it's taking off, this baby's 'bout to fuck it all up, should I be taking off?
Get on the first plane, smoke it to another state, hope she lose the baby, come back and shit will be ok?
... I got a text like call me
I call her real fast, she's like I wanna say sorry
You're right trizz, an abortion is what's best for this
I'mma call the doctor tomorrow and try to schedule it
It's sad, but I was happy we was doing this
Then I had a sudden change of heart on just who this is
This is a kid that we produced and we're killing it
Oh my fucking god, if this ain't murder, then what is this shit?
She called back like, it's friday at 7, it's a 6 hour process on January 2nd
I kinda stitched up and it got quiet for a second
I said alright baby, then we went without question
So we pull up to the clinic and we walk in, filled out some stupid paperwork, then she walked in
I fell asleep and she walked out
With a bag of birth control, crying, 'bout to pass out
When we fucked, I ain't know what I was doing
All I know is I was horny and wanted to get into it
I was faded, you was faded, kinda tipsy off the alcohol
And you was looking fine as fuck, I swear to god you had it all
Kicking off my shoes, struggling to take yo pants off
Rubbing on yo body and wasn't taking my hands off
Reaching for a maximum protector when we fucking
Shit I ran out I'm like, whatever, man fuck it
You knowing all my spots seeing that it's over when you touch it
I finally put it in and she moaned cause she's loving it
Talking all dirty like "Take it all you fucking bitch" she's like "ooh yeah baby, gimme all this fucking dick"
So I buss and there it was, in two months
She's blowing up my phone like "trizz we fucked up, babe I'm eight weeks pregnant the doctor told me what's up and I think I wanna keep it"
Wait a minute man, hold up
It took a minute for me to gather my thoughts and I snapped and went off like "You stupid, this is your fault"
You trynna trap me, tie me down and I ain't having it
And this is up to me, I'm here to tell you, you ain't having shit
She's like wait, who are you to tell me what to do?
Shit, I doubt it's even mine
I was only fucking you
Yeah I bet
Yeah whatever trizz, you ain't shit
You ain't shit either, man I hate you and you're fake bitch
We went a whole two days without talking
Abortion clock is ticking and everyday we're stalling
I text her phone like, I'm sorry for all that I said, I'm just a little lost and kinda aggravated, then she said
Look man, if you don't want it then that's on you
I'll do this by myself, so tell me what you're gonna do
Yeah iiight man, whatever we can keep it
She replied real fast, like seriously, you mean it?
For the next two weeks I'm losing my mind, attempting suicide, though it would be over if I died
I screamed, I cried, I begged, I pleaded, I'm losing it
I ain't ready for a fucking kid, why am I doing this?
I got a fucking rap career and it's taking off, this baby's 'bout to fuck it all up, should I be taking off?
Get on the first plane, smoke it to another state, hope she lose the baby, come back and shit will be ok?
... I got a text like call me
I call her real fast, she's like I wanna say sorry
You're right trizz, an abortion is what's best for this
I'mma call the doctor tomorrow and try to schedule it
It's sad, but I was happy we was doing this
Then I had a sudden change of heart on just who this is
This is a kid that we produced and we're killing it
Oh my fucking god, if this ain't murder, then what is this shit?
She called back like, it's friday at 7, it's a 6 hour process on January 2nd
I kinda stitched up and it got quiet for a second
I said alright baby, then we went without question
So we pull up to the clinic and we walk in, filled out some stupid paperwork, then she walked in
I fell asleep and she walked out
With a bag of birth control, crying, 'bout to pass out
( Trizz )
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