Baby girl, I can’t imagine what it’s like for you
I got you pregnant now inside there is a life in you
I know you wonderin’ if this is gon make me think bout wifing you
Like if you had my first child would I spend my whole life with you
Now I aint tryna pick a fight with you, I’m tryna talk
Now I aint tryna spend the night with you
I’m kinda lost see
I’ve been giving it some thought lately and frankly
I’m feelin’ like we aint ready and it’s… hold up now
Let me finish
Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself
How we gon raise a kid by ourself?
Handle biz by ourself
A nigga barely over 20, where the hell we gon live?
Where am I gon get that money
I refuse to bring my boy or my girl in this world
When I aint got shit to give ‘em
And I’m not with them niggas who be knocking girls up and skate out
Girl, you gotta think bout how the options weigh out
What's the way out?
And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect
Then we could make it work but I doubt it
And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect
Then we could make it work but I doubt it
She said nigga you got the nerve
To come up to me talkin’ bout abortion
This my body nigga so don’t think you finna force shit
See I knew that this is how you act, so typical
Said you love me, oh, but now you flipping like reciprocals
It figures though, should’ve known that you was just another nigga
No different from them other niggas
Who be claiming that they love you just to get up in them draws
Knowing all the right things to say
I let you hit it raw mothafucker
Now I’m pregnant you don’t wanna get involved muthafucker
Tryna take away a life, is you God mothafucker?
I don’t think so
This a new life up in my stomach
Regardless if I’m your wife
This new life here I’mma love it
I ain't budging, I’ll do this by my muthafucking self
See my momma raised me without no muthafucking help from a man
But I still don’t understand how you could say that
Did you forget all those conversations that we had way back
Bout your father and you told me that you hate that nigga
Talkin’ bout he a coward and you so glad that you aint that nigga
Cause he left your mamma when she had you and he ain't shit
And here you go doin’ the same shit
You ain't shit nigga!J -COLE LOST ONES
‘’Son?’’
‘’SON? …SON...SON?!’’ I heard the guy walking up the stairs. I swear for someone in crotches you would THINK that he would more immobile than this? I heard my door open and Joseph walk towards me.
‘’Son?’’ Did he think I was going to reply to that? Yeah mate.
‘’Son? I know you awake.’’ I kissed my teeth and opened my eyes. I had been awake for like 20 minutes, but I was just day dreaming in bed. He looked at me and I looked back at him.
‘’So you heard me calling you?’’
‘’You didn’t call me.’’
‘’So you didn’t hear me at all then?’’
‘’I heard you, you weren’t calling me.’’
‘’So where’s my other son in this house?’’
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RomantikJust another love story. A nice, clean, and sometimes complicated love story set in South London. ***Please be aware that I started writing this when I was 14, and this is reflected both in the characters, their views, and my grammar/spelling in MAN...