Chrisweezy - March 9th 11:49 PM lyrics

[Verse 1] All laughs with a crew full of jokes Out of pocket comments from an individual that only cuts and smokes Checking n***as about their relationship see where this sh** go I wish some n***as had as much sense as they do ego Lacking common sense can make a n***a slow I'm talking that real sh** you would think these n***as know Chaddeezy and Trap on the sideline f**ing with the coco That sh** can make a n***a loko They doing lines that equal up to ocho Them boys stay strapped with nothing but polo Straight with the weed n liquor all that other ish is a no no n***as tell me everyday I'm too reliable I leave a different b**h on read everyday like I shoulda replied to ya I shoulda done a lot things differently with my muf**in life Like not telling girl after girl that she gon' be my wife I shoulda never had a type, but I guess that was the way of life I wanna go back in time just to see how my father looked Right when he left right out the book I'm ready to turn up on Yé level Court date you gon' need a defense like Mayweather [Interlude] What am I doing up this late Too late Damn n***a it's too late [Verse 2] Too late to be thinking bout' these rhymes Rammi whip it, I ride in the pa**enger side While I try and find my right state of mind Who am I? That lightskin n***a that ain't ever gotta try Ego so big I walk in without a suit and tie And leave with 4 or 5 bad b**hes by my side Ugh why now b**h why now? You choose to f** around then gimme that smile I choose to stay around while I do the same muf**in ting Why should I keep waiting on you when my life will be in ink Shots of absolute right at Boodoos crib Turn Up n***a Too many options to choose from right at Boodoos crib Turn Up n***a Mikey with the papers, Trap with the backwood All day staring at a fat a**, n***a you know you would All day with my n***as and a b**h or two Ain't no telling what a n***a might do You can leave a fight all bloody and I'd still be looking for you like blues clues Girls thoting up for the gram that ain't new news 17 when I had two thots, but only one to choose Ended up being one of the biggest mistakes of my 17 years She was living that fast life while a n***a was only sitting in a chair Other chick went on to be with a n***a that looks so f**ing weird I should just be invisible cause these girls never fall in love with their peers But girl my time is near, and I'm not saying you should be scared But if you my next girl, get ready for a bed full of tears [Interlude] Chris you know better than to love these b**hes All these b**hes played you they ain't sh** We don't love these thots Chris! Don't f**ing get attached to these b**hes Just f** em and leave em You starting to learn good sh** (You right my n***a you right) [Verse 3] You right I grew up a f**ing fool No n***as in my life growing up to teach me the rules Learning now feels like I'm going back to school For a cla** or 2 on How to stay true Grew up with only woman in life, surprised I didn't turn out gay Me and Trap throw up our deuces to our exs while getting head I call it fourplay Grew up momma only playing Pac, Wayne and Jay Now all I'm listening too is the Coles, 2Chainz and Drakes I wanna be like em, but I gotta stay in my own lane Getting brain from shawty don't even remember her name But then I come to my senses, when that b**h made me came March 9th 11:59 Too many rhymes in this one, I'll see yall next time I'm off this