Lost Ones

Baby girl, I can't imagine what it's like for you

I got you pregnant now inside there is a life in you

I know you wondering if this gon make me think bout wifing you

Like if you had my first child would I spend my whole life with you

Now I aint tryna pick a fight with you, I'm tryna talk

Now I aint tryna spend the night with you

I'm kinda lost see

I've been giving it some thought lately and frankly

I'm feelin' like we aint ready and it's-, hold up now

Let me finish

Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself

How we gon raise a kid by ourself

Handle biz by ourself

A nigga barely over 20, where the hell we gon live?

Where am I gon get that money

I refuse to bring my boy or my girl in this world

When I aint got shit to give 'em

And I'm not with them n-ggas who be knocking girls up and skate out

Girl, you gotta think bout how the options weigh out

Whats the way out?

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it

And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect

Then we could make it work but I doubt it

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it

And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect

Then we could make it work but I doubt it

She said: Nigga, you got nerve

To come up to me talkin' bout abortion

This my body, nigga, so don't think you finna force shit

See I knew that this is how you act, so typical

Said you love me, oh, but now you flipping like reciprocals

It figures though, should've known that you was just another nigga

No different form them other niggas

Who be claiming that they love you just to get up in them draws

Knowing all the right thinigs to say

I let you hit it raw mothaf-cker

Now I'm pregnant you don't wanna get involved muthaf-cker

Tryna take away a life, are you God, mothaf-cker?

I don't think so

This a new life up in my stomach

Regardless if I'm your wife

This new life here I'mma love it

I'm aint budging, I'll do this by my muthaf-cking self

See my momma raised me without no muthaf-cking help from a man

But I still don't understand how you could say that

Did you forget all those conversations that we had way back

Bout your father and you told me that you hate nigga

Talkin' bout he a coward and you so glad that you aint that nigga

Cause he left your mamma when she had you and he aint shit

Here you go doin' the same shit

You aint shit nigga!

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it

And boy that shit hurt

And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it

Now, I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it

And boy that shit hurt

And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it

They say everything happens for a reason

And people change like the seasons

They grow apart she wanted him to show his heart and say he loved her

He spoke the magic words and on the same day he f-cked her

Now she wide open

She put a ring up on his finger if she could

But he loved her cause the p-ssy good

But she aint no wife though

Uh oh, she tellin' him she missed her period like typo's

He panicking, froze like a mannikin

A life grows inside her, now he asking: Is it even mine?

What if this bitch aint even pregnant, dawg?

Could she be lying?

Is she crying crying cause he acting distant

Like ever since I told you this nigga you acting different

And all his niggas saying man these hoes be trapping niggas

Playing with niggas emotions like they some action figures

Swear they get pregnant for collateral

It's like extortion, man if that bitch really pregnant

Tell her get an abortion

Uh, but what about your seed, nigga?

(What about your seed, nigga?)

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes

I cry sometimes about it