Girlfriend Sistagirl

Um...I know I don't know you or nothin but can you just bump my shit? [Verse 1] You was just a young girl when you got turned out Sneakin out the window of ya mother's house, no doubt Just to mash off in a drop-top Impalla Under shinin stars wit the nigga who clockin dollar's You was thinkin you was really gon run game Wait two weeks to give it up and feel no pain Babygirl, you picked the wrong balla He was raised by mack's and pimps, model let him follow Niggas break bitches in the streets of the "O" You was thinkin you was different cause he told you so Just knowin you in love, would'nt listen to a thing It's followed by the danger's that this thug life brings He gave you clothes and rings, moved you out the crib Put his dough up in yo closet, taught you how to live But when 5-0 raided, he wasn't no where around Now you doin hard time, rockin a felony crown [Hook] Girlfriend sistagirl, you a precious queen In a twisted world Lookin for love, in all the wrong places Givin up things that can't be replaced Girlfriend sistagirl, you are the mother of the world He'll break you down, he'll make you cry You were born to sing, and you were made to fly [Verse 2] Manifested on this earth as a heavenly angel Found the blocks you own, make life dark and tangled Small sacrifices, repented in church Halfway down the block, rollin up ya skirt Hide some of these factor's off by glass and baggy's As the one you always wanted, roll by and floss caddy's You never gave a damn bout rules and regulations Hard livin mixed wit swoll eyes, and?????? So a way out, that's all you ever wanted So while the whole hood judged, you fucked and flaunted It hurt you every time, made you scream And silence of ghetto blocks, fled yo dreams Still, I know you prayed every night Whisperin to god for a new life But the light was too bright, in a far off distance Fingerpainted with ya tears and destroyed false listens [Hook] [Verse 3] Aye you ma?You from a regular home Live at least ten blocks from a drug zone Got green grass, and shady tree's No need to ask why, smile and say please Got ya daddy's car, and ya mother's indictions Rather give up ass to thugs and argue in the kitchen Break out, in a mad bash for freedom Hang yo world up and try to keep breathin You see them on the outside, quote in the interior So when the guns blast you can see clearer In the mirror, it's dream past shatter You makin love to the streets like ya life don't matter Still you cry, challenge suicide Let ya hair fly on the 6-95 Ready to crash, for the love of the game Believe it on the next life, it's all the same [Hook]