Before Protostar - Intellectual

Not my brudda, that boy wasn’t one of mine

Rockin’ all black, you know that shit Number (N)ine

Said I love her, but she cannot stay the night

I got bitches on me waitin’ for the flight

Niggas shootin’, lil’ ho better stay inside

I got partnas with me that want homicide

Shit was fucked, I had seen my momma cry

She was askin’ me why I look different, why?

I can’t lie ‘cause a nigga been gettin’ high

Why you fakin’, my nigga? You playin’ sides

Fuck that triflin’ ho, she was tellin’ lies

Shawty, what happened to us?

What happened to you? What happened to everything?

Tell me what happenеd to all of the plans we had

Even talkеd about wedding rings

Okay, just tell me the truth

I know you ain’t love me, all this shit was a gimmick, bae?

How you gon’ tell me to get away?

This ho so bad, man, I can’t even stay away

I get high with my brudda, I stay in space

Screamin’ “RIP Granny” like every day

I don’t wanna talk, can you get this ho out my face?

I want my diamonds so wet like the Everglades

And you know I’ll buy you whatever

Huh, young Marjiela been “homewrecker”

Huh, told that ho, “Man, you could’ve did better”

Wanna see your face before you leave

You just be leavin’ and shit, I don’t know

I’m sorry, I’m sorry

(Prrtt, blatt)