Ruthless

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January  23
Studio Session

Talk to me, lay with me
Want you to know that you're breakin' me
Breakin' me down, down, down, down
Baby you, takin' me
Why would you think of replacing me
Breakin' me down, down, down, down

Everything I did, I did it for me and you
The only thing I wanted was loyalty and the truth
But everything you said was part of another lie
The way you did me wrong is something you can't deny
When you cheated on us, man that hurt me the most
I'm like how you gone betray me for this bum ass hoe
I'm the reason that you even got your life on track
Where am I supposed to run now
I can't do this on my own
Peep the way you whisper on the line
Change your password like you got something to hide
Whatever's going on got you acting outta character
Fuck around, make me have to pull up and embarrass ya
Never thought you'd be the one to double-cross me
Never thought that you would have me out here lookin' salty
I should've played you
Thought you was an angel
Put me through this hell after everything I gave you

Talk to me, lay with me
Want you to know that you're breakin' me
Breakin' me down, down, down, down
Baby you, takin' me
Why would you think of replacing me
Breakin' me down, down, down, down

Look, it's a shame, I don't know if I should kill or expose him
These niggas trash from the young to the old ones
I'ma be in jail with a bail by the mornin'
I don't feel bad cuz I gave you a warnin'
Fuck that, shit, I gave you a pass
Know he was a lame with his regular ass
Should've never picked it up when you threw me that attention
How you so in love when you really got a mistress
Clown ass, you a dog and a liar
Come and get your clothes before I set 'em on fire
What I gotta do just for you to appreciate me
Every time we talk, your excuse starts changing
These hoes, they could never be a factor
Tell him it's a wrap since he wanna be an actor
He be tellin' me to chill and be patient
How we gone survive if it's no communication

Talk to me, lay with me
Want you to know that you're breakin' me
Breakin' me down, down, down, down
Baby you, takin' me
Why would you think of replacing me
Breakin' me down, down,

I sung my heart out on the track Tupac produced for me. Of course y'all know who it was about.

"Fuck is this clown doin' here PAC?" I asked looking through the glass window at a person I ain't seen in about a good month.

"Can you give us a minute?" I heard him ask my brother.

"Yea, holla if you need me Keysh." Tupac nodded at me before leaving out and closing the door behind him.

"What the fuck could yo ass possibly do to hurt me now?" I groaned sitting down on the couch, as I fired up my blunt.

"You look good, ma." He cheesed looking me up and down, biting his lip.

"I know. Now getcho ass the fuck back. Why are you stalking me?" I pushed him out my way, roughly.

"You can stop playin victim. And you left the mansion after that night. Not letting me know if you were okay. And you ain't been back to college. I think it's more like checking up on you."He explained.

"I'm just fine. I ain't takin my ass back to dat school to see y'all fake asses. I get enough of seeing fake asses in Los Angels, as is. I can give two shits about that diploma too. I'm alive, you can leave now." I pushed him towards the door.

"Where you living?" He stopped in his footsteps.

"In a condo, that I bought with my money. Now leave me alone."  I frowned.

"So you took the cars, but didn't want the mansion?" He asked confused.

"Yup. I ain't gotta explain why either. I'll see you at the Grammy's" I motioned for him to leave.

"So you don't wonder how I'm doin?" He asked with hurt laced in his voice.

"Look, we loved each other. That shit is in the past, you're alive. And you honestly is the least of my worries. Goodbye." I stated before walking back into the recording room.

"This ain't the last time you gone see me." Chris pointed at me before storming out the studio.

"I hope it is." I scoffed.

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"I just feel like his ass still lingering somewhere. And it's nothing for me to do because I'm not with Chris no more." I sighed as I talked to Ariana while walking around in my robe. Ariana's my strippa best friend, that's in Chicago.

"Girl, you better get some bodyguards to live with yo ass in that condo. You better swallow yo pride and talk to Chris or somethin but I'm not planning on going to my girl hospital room." Ariana spoke.

"Ion know, I guess I'll figure somethin' out. Hopefully, I don't get caught up with this bullshit. I just don't want him to find me." I stated, turning in my front room TV.

"He's not gonna find you, bae. You just gotta be careful and lay low until the shit dies down." She explained.

"I'll try." I mumbled.

"Well, I love you babes. See you when you get back out here." Ariana made kissy noises before hanging up.

"Ughhhh, my life is in shambles. How am I suppose to make a living without that damn diploma and college. I need a come up, and I need it fast." I groaned out loud to myself. I'm