Top Songs By J. Alphonse Nicholson
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J. Alphonse Nicholson
Performer
Lil' Murda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jabrielle Brooks
Songwriter
Antwon Moore
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Say you mines forever
Say you mines forever
Bitch, you mines forever
[Verse 2]
What if I had some feelings for you but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you but I love a little different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
A little over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's what I'm showin you
But you don't understand the fact of what I'm goin through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll hunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothing for you"
[Verse 3]
Yeah, bitch I'm staying down
I had to get it in my own 'cause I'm a man now
Stand up in they chest and make them pussy **** stand down
In Mississippi, boy, them **** run up on you
I'm on a mission just to get this shit by any means
Motherfuck these pussy **** bitches don't mean a thing
Came from the trenches late night, selling dope on a bike
I'm just tryna do right, got too much pain in my life
And I'm just tryna do right, that's why I pray every night
Don't give a fuck if I'm wrong, don't give a fuck if you right
You coming home tonight
Don't give a fuck if I'm wrong, don't give a fuck if you right
[Verse 4]
What if I had some feelings for you but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you but I love a little different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
A little over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's what I'm showin you
But you don't understand the fact of what I'm goin through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll hunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothing for you"
[Verse 5]
Cookin crack on Grandma stove, you don't know what that like
Drop that white girl in that bowl and beat that bitch like Ike
I was really standing on the curb, trapping all night
Reminiscing 'bout that pink cloud, let's go to paradise
Just put your trust in me, baby girl, we gon' be a'ight
It ain't no capping in my rap, I'm talkin real life
Let pussy **** hate 'cause they just comes with paper
Smoking purple, gold sativa got me feelin like a Laker
[Verse 6]
What if I had some feelings for you but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you but I love a little different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
A little over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's what I'm showin you
But you don't understand the fact of what I'm goin through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll hunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothing for you"
Written by: Antwon Moore, Jabrielle Brooks