CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Bitten Fruit

Being modest, I’m the hardest in the Ville!
And I ain’t gotta drink, pour up, or pop pills!
Yea, I got a milli pending...
I been working on my credit!
Potential baby momma, ain’t no capping...
I regret it, she be stressing!
Tell me is this baby mines!
Cause I done been to Hell and back
Loosing out on sleep, I need peace...
Is that much to ask?
Marriage before sex, and now I understand it!
If you can make a life...
Then don’t avoid the traffic!
Lord I’m far from perfect but I told her that she shouldn’t have it...
And I got my reasons...
Feelings changing up like seasons...
Claiming that you love me now...
Don’t come back in my winning season
Cause y’all didn’t work...
All the times I put you first
I love your daughter like she’s mines...
And she called me daddy 1st!
To my future child...
Yea, I love you dearly
Your momma and your pops just got a lot of hurt...
I want you in my life, and I choose you first
Just tryna be better than what my pops was worth...
If you can hear these words, if you can understand me...
Just know that Daddy didn’t want you in no blended family
I’ll give my life for you...
No man can separate this heartbeat