Why would you do that
("MJ I'm not Fonna do this stuff I'm
Tired of sending these messages I'm finna go)
This the story of my heart
Where the love really start
I was 16 she was 19
It was young love
It was close friends
With a little more
She became my bestfriend
Shorty love em
Deep *Strokes*
Shooting at her back like I'm Drose
Wetting up her rim when I let it bust
Making her scream with the double touch
(She freaky too)
You can only stay for the night
Gotta be out by the morning
If you say it ain't right I'ma player
You get testy I got options
(Trade you like some stock init)
I was 16 but age didn't matter to us
Met you at RiverBanks you was classy
Had a cute little small and a tight little waist
For the night end I'ma
(Nut on your face)
Yea I miss the times when we used to play
Know it's been awhile
(Since I smiled)
It's a lot on my mind
Two sides to a story mama always told me that
And love ain't no different
I ain't heartless just realise what I go through
You don't know me
I don't know you
No love song these the gang tunes that I've shed
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
I never cried for a bitch
But I slide for my niggas
It's ride or die with my killers
Homicide with my drillers
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
MJ0.6 - Story of ma heart [Live] Lyrics
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Why would you do that
("MJ I'm not Fonna do this stuff I'm
Tired of sending these messages I'm finna go)
This the story of my heart
Where the love really start
I was 16 she was 19
It was young love
It was close friends
With a little more
She became my bestfriend
Shorty love em
Deep *Strokes*
Shooting at her back like I'm Drose
Wetting up her rim when I let it bust
Making her scream with the double touch
(She freaky too)
You can only stay for the night
Gotta be out by the morning
If you say it ain't right I'ma player
You get testy I got options
(Trade you like some stock init)
I was 16 but age didn't matter to us
Met you at RiverBanks you was classy
Had a cute little small and a tight little waist
For the night end I'ma
(Nut on your face)
Yea I miss the times when we used to play
Know it's been awhile
(Since I smiled)
It's a lot on my mind
Two sides to a story mama always told me that
And love ain't no different
I ain't heartless just realise what I go through
You don't know me
I don't know you
No love song these the gang tunes that I've shed
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
I never cried for a bitch
But I slide for my niggas
It's ride or die with my killers
Homicide with my drillers
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
("MJ I'm not Fonna do this stuff I'm
Tired of sending these messages I'm finna go)
This the story of my heart
Where the love really start
I was 16 she was 19
It was young love
It was close friends
With a little more
She became my bestfriend
Shorty love em
Deep *Strokes*
Shooting at her back like I'm Drose
Wetting up her rim when I let it bust
Making her scream with the double touch
(She freaky too)
You can only stay for the night
Gotta be out by the morning
If you say it ain't right I'ma player
You get testy I got options
(Trade you like some stock init)
I was 16 but age didn't matter to us
Met you at RiverBanks you was classy
Had a cute little small and a tight little waist
For the night end I'ma
(Nut on your face)
Yea I miss the times when we used to play
Know it's been awhile
(Since I smiled)
It's a lot on my mind
Two sides to a story mama always told me that
And love ain't no different
I ain't heartless just realise what I go through
You don't know me
I don't know you
No love song these the gang tunes that I've shed
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
I never cried for a bitch
But I slide for my niggas
It's ride or die with my killers
Homicide with my drillers
Blood, sorrow, Mobties and heartbreak
In my veins what I bled
Hearts do not break but mines leave you dead
Writer: MJ .
Copyright: Lyrics © MJ
Copyright: Lyrics © MJ