Two Faced

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"This pimpin and ho game ain't a game. It's the big leagues. You gotta be a good girl for daddy. I would hate to choke you up because you're not listening to daddy. Are you ready to be my wife, my bitch, my ho?"

"........... Yes daddy"

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"I love you babygirl. I won't let nothing happen to you. I'm gonna be right here. I'm not going anywhere".

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Gullible me.
Believing everything every time you breath.
Personality check.
Identity crisis check.
You're not God, so why should I listen?

Money over everything you always preaching.
By any means necessary.
That shit is gonna get you back while you lying and deceiving.

I wanted us to be together
But you rather wear dead presidents on your sweater.
You wear money on your sleeve instead of me.
Smooth talker that you are.
You make me feel like a star.

You rather let me catch a nut then your heart.
Love and hate you.
Love and hate you.
Love and hate you.
I say it three times because your charm works every time.

I wanted to be your satisfaction not a transaction.
I'm confused.
I feel used.
The way you say my name sounds like love.
Even when you're angry.

They say the devil wears Prada.
But you wear nada.
Your soul is nothing but hundreds.
Look at me.
What do you see?

Desperation and it's so ugly.
My life can't get any worse than this.
Ain't no way I can fix it.
I dream of killing you.
I think about leaving you.

There is no way to fix you.
You're damaged too.
So many people hurt you.
You damaged me too.

I guess I'm high of the feeling of you.
Your words touch me.
Eyes can tell so many lies.
You don't have to say anything.
Because.................
You're fucked up anyway.

"And one day you're gonna pay..........."



















I've dated pimps, but never been pimped. One time I thought about that lifestyle and I said hell no. I grew up around so many women who converted their lives to a man who uses women to get by. Instead of being a real man and hustle on their own. I will never understand the concept and I don't want to. I just wanted to write a perspective on how women feel. To feel trapped. No man on this earth owns you and don't y'all ever forget that.

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