you wasted your life for some friend on of yours you never told me the trueth about how you got behind them bars or bout that tear on your cheek. I said some harsh shit to you and for that i'm sorry Friends till the end baby thats my story I'll keep to my word if you keep to yours my nervs were fucked that day but a fight set me straight yeah i'm still pissed at you but it just seems to make me fight harder you told me you loved me like a best friend and now i see you as my brotha i aint some hot ass gangsta gurl i'm just me respect that and we'll get along fine Dont act like an ass just cause you can Cause if you wanna keep me you gotsta be a real man As yo best bud i'mma ride you till your outa tha gutta cause thats what i'm here for Bonnie and Clide aint gotta be lovers Baby trouble to the end cause we gonna be best friends.
Reason for writing:
To a special guy from a special gurl
Birth sign: Gemini
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