J. Cole
Lost Ones
Duration: 04:23
File type: mp3
File size: 10.06 МБ
Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "J. Cole — Lost Ones"
Uh, uh, uh
One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two
Yeah
Uh, uh
One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two
Yeah
Uh 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 wonderin' if this is gon" make me think 'bout wifin' you
Like if you had my first child, would I spend my whole life witchu?
Now I ain't tryna pick a fight with you, I'm tryna talk
Now I ain't 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 ain't 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 ain't got shit to give 'em
And I'm not with them niggas who be knocking girls up and skate out
Girl, you gotta think bout how the options weigh out
What's the way out? Uh And I ain't 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 ain't 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 some 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, I should've known that you was just another nigga
No different from them other niggas
Who be claiming that they love you just to get up in them draws
Knowing all the right things to say
I let you hit it raw motherfucker Now I'm pregnant, you don't wanna get involved motherfucker
Tryna take away a life, is you God motherfucker?
I don't think so
This a new life up in my stomach
Regardless if I'm your wife
This new life here I'ma love it
I'm ain't budging, I'll do this by my motherfucking self See my momma raised me without no motherfucking 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 that nigga
Talkin' 'bout he a coward and you so glad that you ain't that nigga
'Cause he left your mamma when she had you, and he ain't shit
And here you go doin' the same shit
You ain't shit nigga! And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And boy that shit hurt, but ain't nobody perfect
Then we could make it work, but you doubt it
And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And boy that shit hurt, but ain't nobody perfect
Still, we could 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 fucked 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 ain't no wife though
Uh-oh, she tellin' him she missed her period like typo's
He panicking, froze up like a mannequin
A life grows inside her now he asking "Is it even mine?" What if this bitch ain't even pregnant dawg
Could she be lying?
She be 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?
Uh, what about your seed nigga?
What about your seed nigga?
I said what about your seed nigga? And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
