Deceite

A youngen influence  
By ruthless music  
Fudal guess and cartoons  
Driving a Buick  
And driving moving with two friends  
Didn't bother to give two shits  
About sense concousness  
Politics or two cents I just
Followed the tunes and vibed to it  
Doing what sounded amusing  
My potner was usually getting picked on  
Like I was in school when  
I was a bit younger and  
I used to feel for him  
So when opps checked em  
I stopped pressure  
Like he was bleeding out  
Cause I was out the projects like a thesis  
I believed that I was doing what's right off of impulse them it kicked off  
We started spittin like insults  
From the rich folk  
He seen people that uses to shit talk  
And wanted revenge so he roasted them  
And pulled me in so I was involved.  
Then hid his hand and pointed his finger at me.  
It was the hardest time I ever experienced deceite  
Through liquor and weed they led  
Me to where the enemy eat  
I'm seeing police  
Pilt in my seat limbs feeling weak  
And all I could thing was  
I gotta bad feeling about it  
I gotta bad feeling about it  
Now I don't really give a fuck no more  
I don't really give a fuck no more  
I don't really I don't really I don't  
Really give a fuck no more  
I don't really give a fuck no more  
Nigga i don't give.  
 
We were teens  
I would walk half the city to see her  
I wasn't fucking or nothing it was just cause I loved her,  
Would have done anything for her  
I was cutting the circulation from her  
Finger cause I was wrapped up like a  
Present  
When she cried it broke my heart to see it,  
I wouldnt say it out loud but I would show her  
she said I was the sweetest she thought it was cute for a couple of weeks then over time she started to percieve it as weakness  
I was fresh out a fight clubs  
Niggas would laugh and tease the way  
I went about love but I didn't care cause  
I would mean it when I said it that about her  
It lasted two year before we  
We met 5 years later and she was knocked up  
Had a kid that I raised as my own I loved him he was my son his mind was made from my own I got a call from my phone go and see you cousin something wrong I get to the door and his spot was swarmed with police......  
A stretcher cloaked with a sheet  
No one could see  
Tears rolled down our cheeks when he was id'ed  
My neighbors called me said some one was trying to find me said I had death in the family I'm at the crime scene  
I get my family and dip  
Including  
Her and the kid  
I'm riding dirty  
Checkin the rear view  
For sirens or following vehicles  
Paranoid ready to kill to  
While we far away I'm planning my next move  
She bitching about the hotel and rooms  
But it's cool we still breathing  
She called her father lied to him bout what we went  
Through he threatened me and I went  
I turned into a demon......  
I was carrying alot she left and went back to the spot same house that's being watched. Came back cause she changed  
Her mind I raged  out blind her tracked  
Could cost us our lives so I tried to cut loose she tried everything  
Cried pleaded heavly  
I wasn't having it ,  
This she brought out the kid and it took my breath away.
she took a bond so pure and used it as weaponry and that shit cut deep. I still feel it everyday.  
That showed me right there that love is the same thing as a leash and a collar. And  I don't mingle with nadah
That's why now  
When woman seem to have falling it's like
I gotta bad feeling about it  
I gotta bad feeling about it  
Now I don't really give a fuck no more  
I don't really give a fuck no more  
I don't really I don't really I don't  
Really give a fuck no more  
I don't really give a fuck no more  
Nigga i don't give.