Lyrics

Life is too short after the song grow old (Oh yes it is, You may be here today and gone tomorrow) Apollo, what up man? How you living? Blac what up? Nahwmean? It's hard out here, you nahmean? Love is love though. Yeah. Hahaha. You nahmean? Love is love though, love is love though Listen, yeah Loving you is hard for me Wear it like a scar on me Ripping someone's heart out, they chest like larceny How I'm suppose to hate anybody that share a part of me? But you don't know how to act right when we're arguing You can't even have a discussion without bartering Everything becoming a reason for you to torture me How you twist the words around and flip it back on to me? I ain't gon' hold you ma, that's a form of artistry Most these motherfuckers fall victim to the sorcery But dealing with you on any level become a chore for me You can take it however you want it, it's an offering I just need to wash all of this bullshit off of me I don't need to have all of this shit dumped onto me Talking to me as you saying you don't want to talk to me You can stand still ma, you can try to walk with me Either way I'ma be the person I was born to be (Here today) You should walk with me, you should walk with me (Here today) Yo Blac, you should walk with me Apollo Brown- you should walk with me (Here today) Haha, yeah Cause loving you is hard for me C'mon loving you is hard for me (Uh, study) I know you don't love but you say you do I'm trying to figure out what we holdin' on to The shit's real and it's only getting rougher It pains me to think of you with other brothers But you cursed me for my infatuation with the arts You say the best remedy could only be time apart But is this payback allegedly for me neglecting you? You pleasurably, take delight in seeing me pain A love lost could it ever be regained? You got me, I'm caught up in this web of your fucked up games You said shit like you puttin' yourself first You gotta love you and that you searching for your self worth But all that self talk is you being selfish You claiming that you selfless You put my heart upon the shelf, bitch And for that I won't stick around A dick around will let you play me as fucking clown!
Writer(s): John Simon, Vincent Luviner, Kevin Baldwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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