Another City

Just last week my girl up and moved to another city

If she knew that she would do this to me why'd she have a baby with me

This ain't just our lives girl. It's deeper than that

This ain't just another verse girl, It's deeper than rap

But fuck love, fuck you, and your treasonous ass

You'll never catch me stressing. I just roll trees and laugh

But all this pain you caused got me flowing like a burst pipe

This ain't even the first time. Swear you the fucking worst type

I lowered down my guard. Let you stare into my third eye

Now tears falling on my phone as I'm trying to get these words typed

Yeah, I been known to act wild off the liquor and them addys

But have you googled the statistics on girls raised without daddies