I went from puppy love hounding to keeping women around
Went from gaming bitches up to taking women down
Went from playing them to the left, to keeping myself right
Went from wanting hoes to wipe me down, to flooding them with lies
I was wrong for the last one, wrong for the past ones
Wrong for the cash runs, wrong for the stashed gun
Wrong for the fast loves, wrong for the stashed drugs
Wrong for the things I've become; when am I gonna do right?
Maybe it starts with you, when from the Blacks to Spanish ladies
Found out they were crazy, all of them wanted to call me baby
With no reciprocations, found some women with taste
So I settled with the best, classified as china-doll Asians
Trying not to revert back to the basics, God was giving me signs
Saying if I couldn't be the bomb, then maybe I could land mine
Writing lines expressing how I feel you in rhyme
Trust me ma, if this is real I'll be loving you for a long time
There isn't any stopping this, right?
8/12/08
Loving You A Long Time
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