Girlfriend Sistagirl

(I know I don't know you or nothin'

But can you just bump my shit right now?)

Yeah, yeah, huh

You were just a young girl when you got turned out

Sneakin' out the window of your mother's house, no doubt

Just to mash off in a drop-top Impala

Under shinin' stars with a **** with clout and dollars

You was thinkin' you was really gon' run game

Wait two weeks to give it up and feel no pain

Baby girl, you picked the wrong baller

He was raised by macks and pimps, motto let 'em follow

**** break bitches in the streets of the O

You was thinkin' he was different 'cause he told you so

Just knowin' you in love, wouldn't listen to a thing

Inspired by the danger that his thug life brings

He gave you clothes and rings, moved you out the crib

Put his dope up in your closet, taught you how to live

But when Five-O raided, he wasn't nowhere around

Now you doin' hard time rockin' a felony crown

Girlfriend, sistagirl

You a precious queen in a twisted world

Lookin' for love in all the wrong places

You givin' up things that can't be replaced

And girlfriend, sistagirl

You are the mother of the world

They'll break you down

They'll make you cry

But you were born to sing and you were made to fly

Manifested on this Earth as a heavenly angel

Found the blocks you roamed, made life dark and tangled

Small sacrifices, repented in church

Halfway down the block?

Rollin' up your skirt

Hot sun reflecting off glass and baggies

As the ones you always wanted rolled by in flossed Caddies

You never gave a damn 'bout rules and regulations

Hard living makes for sore eye and thin patience

So a way out

That's all you ever wanted

So while the whole hood judged, you fucked and flaunted

And they hurt you everytime, made you scream

In the silence of ghetto blocks bled your dreams

Still, I know you prayed every night

Whisperin' to God for a new life

But the light was too bright in a far off distance

Finger painted with your tears to destroy false kisses

Girlfriend, sistagirl

You were a precious queen in a twisted world

Lookin' for love in all the wrong places

You gave up things that couldn't be replaced

And girlfriend, sistagirl

You are the mother of the world

They broke you down

They made you cry

But you were born to sing and you were made to fly

And you, ma, you from a regular home

Live at least ten blocks from a drug zone

Got green grass and shady trees

No need to ask why, smile or say please

Got your daddy's car and your mother's addictions

Rather give up ass to thugs than argue in the kitchen

Break out in a mad dash for freedom

Hey young world bumpin', trying to keep breathin'

You seethin' on the outside, cold in the interior

So when the guns blast, you could see clearer

In the mirror, it's dreams passed shattered

You make love to the streets like your life don't matter but

Still you cry, challenge suicide

Let your hair fly out a '69 ride

Ready to crash for the love of the game

Believin' in the next life it's all the same

Girlfriend, sistagirl

You a precious queen in a twisted world

You lookin' for love in all the wrong places

You givin' up things that can't be replaced

And girlfriend, sistagirl

You are the mother of the world

They'll break you down and they will make you cry

But you were born to sing and you were made to fly