Tbh I ain't think y'all would like that one but people wanted part 2 so yeah imma gone head and write it out just a quick reminder I write ass I type so this wasn't thought of before .
Time skip two weeks .
I've been trending on Instagram , I made the shade room got so many emails and text messages and shit from multiple labels wanting to sign me ion know which imma pick but other than that yes I know what your thinking " has mosey text you , has he apologized , has he tried to contact you ?" Yes he has 🙄 but I have never answered I don't what to hear his sorry ass apology he can save it for them other bitches 😒 and ion- GETS CUT OFF
Ring
Ring
Me : hello ?
Mosey: oh shit you answered ,
Me: bye man 🙄
Mosey: no wait !! I truly am sorry I shouldn't have did u like that I should have treated you like a queen like you are but I didn't and that's my bad but come on we weren't even together we was in the talking stage . we don't have to be committed in the "talking stage "
Me: BUT I WAS !!! I was committed to yo dumb ass and u knew but you didn't care !!
Mosey: its not like I told you you couldn't talk to other niggas you CHOOSE to
Me: bye man 😒😔
Then I hung up and went to eat and watch TV
Two hour skip
I'm sitting in my bed and I get this melody in my head and the words just start pouring out onto the paper
DA da da da da Dada ahh ( in rod waves ptsd )
So i started to write
"See, it's a lot of shit left me scarred
I need chains to protect my heart (grrah, grrah)
It's a lot of shit left me scarred
But pain makes us who we are
And they say true love never dies
But I felt that way when Deja left
Even though they say I can't blame myself
Still ain't forgave myself
From the 'jects to a private jet, reminiscing and wishing
I could take back the past and I could do it something' different
Way before the rapping, the record labels, and niggas
Way before my homies was dead and goin' to prison
But the good go young, them other niggas, they don't last, yeah
Chaz caught twenty at eighteen and it was last year
One down, nineteen more to go
Mama told me that karma real, girl , slow your roll
Go ask them niggas, we never spoke
So many fake friends and smiling faces
I try to smile to hide the pain, but I can't seem to shake it
It's like that shit be on my brain on a daily base
Remember Deja died, I cried just like a baby, that pain shit made me
It's a lot of shit left me scarred
I need chains to protect my heart
It's a lot of shit left me scarred
But pain makes us who we are
And they say true love never dies
But I felt that way when Deja left
Even though they say I can't blame myself
Still ain't forgave myself, yeah"
I go to Instagram and tell all my followers I will be dropping a new song tonight . I call my cousin and tell him to get over here so we can get to work . its gonna be a long night 🥴
So wattpad aint tryna let me publish this and its pissing me off 😣😣