J. Cole - Lost OnesLyrics

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 gon' make me think bout wifing you Like if you had my first child would I spend my whole life with you Now I ain't tryna pick a fight with you, I’m tryna talk Now I ain't 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 ain't 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 twenty, 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 ain't 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 Whats the way out? [Chorus: x2] 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 She said nigga you got 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, I 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 motherfucker Now I’m pregnant you don’t wanna get involved motherfucker Tryna take away a life, is you God motherfucker? 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 ain't that nigga 'Cause he left your mamma when she had you and he ain't shit Here you go doin’ the same shit You ain't shit nigga! [Chorus: x2] They say everything happens for a reason And people change like the seasons They grow apart she wanted him to show his heart and say he loved her He spoke the magic words and on the same day he fucked her Now she wide open She put a ring up on his finger if she could But he loved her cause the pussy good But she ain't no wife though Uh oh, she tellin’ him she missed her period like typo’s He panicking, froze up like a mannequin A life grows inside her now he asking “is it even mine” What if this bitch ain't even pregnant dawg Could she be lying? She be crying crying cause he acting distant Like ever since I told you this nigga you acting different And all his niggas saying man these hoes be trapping niggas Playing with niggas emotions like they some action figures Swear they get pregnant for collateral It’s like extortion, man if that bitch really pregnant Tell her get an abortion Uh, but what about your seed nigga? What about your seed nigga? And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes I cry sometimes about it And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes I cry sometimes about it