Thug love

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first love

A thug from the streets

A diva from the hood

What we had wasn’t bad but it wasn’t good

Raised in the gang

Your heart was hard

My heart was always on guard

But we both wanted the same thing

Tears fall

We fuss, we fight

Love is no longer in our sight

Trying to stand tall

Anger fills our heart

Love has failed us again

That’s when the hate and defenses begin

Thought you would be different

Your heart was covered with tint

I saw the hurt and pain in your eyes

No matter how hard you tried to disguise

You had my heart in the palm of your hand

Now, I’m sitting here trying to understand

How we go from being in love to enemies

My heart, you held the keys

I thought you were heaven sent from above

We must be crazy to say we’re still in love

You took advantage of the love I gave you

Nothing you told me was true

All the signals and the clues

Staring me right in the face

But my heart had me floating in space

You chose your boys over me

The streets had your complete attention

Not to mention

All the hoes you brought to the house

Our love was over a long time ago

We just had a hard time letting go

The memories and good times held us together

I thought we could fight through the stormy weather

Fight against all the odds and nay sayers

I suppose God wasn’t hearing my prayers

I defended you at all cause

I guess loving hard is one of my many flaws

You made me look like a fool

Standing by your side

While you act like a f***ing tool

The Bonnie to your Clyde

Believed every word you said

But all you did was lie

I was your downb**ch

All the dirt you did

Never once did I snitch

When the heat was on you

I hid the drugs and weapons

While you was living fake, I remained true

I held you down when you were in the pen

Made sure your weight kept moving

I sat at every single trial

Whether you were there for a minute or a while

I stood my ground

But you wanted to play me like a clown

Loving you unconditionally

And giving you my heart

Was a f**k up on my part

For all your f**k ups, I guess I was the blame

I suppose that’s the cause and effect

of lovin’ a ni**a in the game