Lost Ones

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Uh-uh, uh-uh
 One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, yeah
 Uh-uh
 One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, yeah
 Uh
 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 wifin' you
 Like, if you have 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 kind of lost
 See, I've been givin' it some thought lately
 And frankly, I feel like we ain't ready and this-
 Hold up now, let me finish!
 Think about it, baby, me and you, we still kids ourself
 How we gonna 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 ain't got shit to give 'em, and I'm not with them niggas
 Who be knockin' girls up and skate out
 So, girl, you gotta think about how the options weigh out
 What's the way out?
 Uh
 And I ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometime, 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 ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometime, 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
 Uh, she said, "Nigga, you got some nerve
 To come up to me talkin' about 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 flippin' like reciprocals
 It figures though, I should've known that you was just another nigga
 No different from them other niggas
 Who be claimin' that they love you just to get up in them drawers
 Knowin' 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'ma love it
 I ain't budgin', I just do this by my motherfuckin' self
 See, my mama raised me without no motherfuckin' 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' about he a coward and you so glad that you ain't that nigga
 'Cause he left your mama when she had you and he ain't shit
 And here you go doin' the same shit, you ain't shit, nigga!"
 And I ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it
 And boy, this shit hurts, and ain't nobody perfect
 Still, we can make it work, but you doubt it
 And I ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it
 And boy, this shit hurts, and ain't nobody perfect
 Still, we can make it work, but you doubt it
 They say everything happens for a reason
 And people change like the seasons, then 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'd 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 typos
 He panickin', froze up like a mannequin, a life grows
 Inside her, and now he askin', "Is it even mine?"
 What if this bitch ain't even pregnant? Dog, could she be lyin'?
 And she be cryin', 'cause he actin' distant
 Like, "Ever since I told you this, nigga, you actin' different"
 And all his niggas sayin', "Man, these hoes be trappin' niggas
 Playin' 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 to get a abortion (uh)
 But what about your seed, nigga? (Uh-uh)
 But what about your seed, nigga?
 But what about your seed, nigga?
 But what about your seed, nigga?
 And I ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometime, I cry sometimes about it
 And I ain't too proud to tell you
 That I cry sometime, I cry sometimes about it
 

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Duration
04:23
Key
5
Tempo
81 BPM

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