INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

He was done being a player, said he ready to retire, Plus he met bad chick, she was everything he desired. So he cut off all the other women, dedicated all his time. Spitting game in her ear, she was feeling all his rhymes, Getting all his time, he was spending every dime, He would stop whatever he was doing if she ever rang his line. But that don't even make sense, this is what his boys said, Because she a man-eater, and she'll leave you heart dead. But little did he care, he was caught up in her web, Becoming petrified every time she gave him head, And her sex in the bed, only made him fall worse. Witchcraft in her eyes yeah she hit him with a curse. Talking bout', Do you love me? She whispers in his ear. Her thighs straddled around him he ain't going nowhere. Mr. Do Right and can you blame him I mean he trying? Loving so good and it can't help but him leave him blind. And so in love, happy with the choice that he made, He plain forgot all ...

I think I found One, I think I found the One, But when you solve that problem there's plenty more that come. Cause what about them other girls, what about the other one's? The one's that be asking questions but the answer never comes? Like "what are we? Do we go together? Are we more than friends" How do you tell them that what you had has to come to end? You been sexing but they been trying to make love to your soul, But it's too deep for them to reach and that water way too cold. But this other girl she able to swim  muchdeeper then them, She got past all your guards and she jumped over that fence, And she's been knocking down the walls you built due to other broads And with her love and laugh she managed to get rid of them all, She took away the pain, she blew away the rain, Brought sunshine back into your life, and chased the clouds away. But these "situationships" that I've allowed my self to build, With these other gir...

She just wants some of my time, She wants to know what I have on my mind. She wants me to come over and lie, Next to her on the bed and tell truth, no lies. She asks me to look in her eyes, Asking me what I be doing when I'm out with the guys, She know the girls flirt so she won't be surprised. She's just hoping none of them are my type. Asking why I don't type? She sends a message I never reply, And I get ghost when it's late in the night, I only come close in the heat of the light. She say I'm always disappearing on the weekends, Probably at the bar with some broad who is freaking, Or at the condo letting all the freaks in, Listening to The Weeknd, trying to get them freaking This whole thing stinks, you smell like sex, boy your wreaking. I know light skin girls are not your only weakness, I heard you been in Spanish Harlem fucking with a Puerto Rican, How many other girls with whom are you speaking, And I know summer coming and you won...