MidCityAb - Pelo Lyrics

I know this bitch by heart
I'm bouta do it
ONE TAKE
I wrote this bitch on paper too
That iPhone shit don't cut it for certain things
Soon as we get on the phone she bouta start again
Be acting different with me when you got an audience
Turned into something I thought we was better than
I never said it but feel like you failed me as a friend
I was with Mike on Delachaise
Juugin and wishin for better days
Young boy, I was in a daze
So lost til you came my way
Pulled up on me in the 3
Thats my baby and they knowing it
Couldn't separate us, everybody said y'all blowin it
Told you I would die for you
Couple times I cried to you
Looking at the sky asking God where he been hiding you
Won't lie to you, don't lie to me
There for you, I tried to be
Got me feeling soft, I know y'all never heard this side of me
But that's on the real dawg
Feel me? Say I feel ya
If you got a good one, keep her
I swear it's gon kill ya
When you see her walk away
Like I lost a part of me
And what hurts the most?
I never got to give her all of me
Had to tell myself brudda she ain't coming back
Feelin like Common holding signs on the grass
Put it all behind me, too much focus on the past
Paying for the sins of my dad
And I done made you mad
Made you sad
Made you laugh
Made you lose ya cool
Raise ya voice, and made you spazz
So give me a minute, I swear I'ma make it last
Cause to lose you as a friend the type of thought to make me crash
To my amigo, I know you had let me go
Want make ya happy
And I wanna fill ya purse with C-Notes
I know you sick and tired of dealing with my alter ego
Can't say her name but just know I wrote this song for...
For my amigo, I know you had let me go
Want make ya happy
And I wanna fill ya purse with C-Notes
I know you sick and tired of dealing with my alter ego
Can't say her name but just know I wrote this song for...
Why is you f*ckin lying?
You always f*ckin lying
Lying ass nigga
What the heck Arnold?
You a 5 year old kid
You don't have to worry bout no Bianca
Yes I do she my girl!
She my girl bro!
That's on life!
That's on life!
That's on life!
That's on life momma!
You trippin
You better stop lying Arnold
Alright boy, peace and love!
To my amigo, I know you had let me go
Want make ya happy
And I wanna fill ya purse with C-Notes
I know you sick and tired of dealing with my alter ego
Y'all can take it how ya want
I wrote this song for Pelo
To my amigo, I know you had let me go
Want make ya happy
And I wanna fill ya purse with C-Notes
I know you sick and tired of dealing with my alter ego
I love you with all my heart
I wrote this song for Pelo