Song To My Crush
DJ Dawg
GENRE (Verse 1)
Izzy I like you and I don’t know what to do
I know you don’t like me but I like you
Hoping one day you’ll like me too
But for now I can only hope
Wanna hang myself from my ceiling by a rope
Trying to find something to help me cope
I haven’t written in a while but I still got bars
Mess with me boy I’ll hit you so you see stars
And not my ex girlfriend I’m talking bout the sky
But this ain’t no diss this a song bout love
Last year I had to look up to see you, had to look above
Now I’m taller than you, but you pretty like a dove
I keep throwing my love at you but you push it and you shove
And I’m sorry for not doing this sooner but I just wanna say
You don’t have to like me back but maybe someday
All I can do is hope and I pray
Maybe not to god but maybe to something else
Maybe I should start thinking of someone other than myself
Maybe I should start reading taking books off my shelf
Or maybe I should just kill my stupid self
I know this is unexpected and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you
But I just thought of doing this and it’s something I do
I like to rap it’s not always about people it could be about food
And I ain’t trying to start shit and put you in a mood
Imma switch up the flow and maybe the rhyme
Maybe this is something that comes with time
I ain’t that good with girls but I can say I’m doing fine
At least I ain’t poor I got more than a dime
I got a couple dollars I know it ain’t a lot
But where I come from you just try not to get shot
I grew up in a bad place but not as bad as it could be on the block
Izzy I like you and I don’t know what to do
I know you don’t like me but I like you
Hoping one day you’ll like me too
But for now I can only hope
Wanna hang myself from my ceiling by a rope
Trying to find something to help me cope
I haven’t written in a while but I still got bars
Mess with me boy I’ll hit you so you see stars
And not my ex girlfriend I’m talking bout the sky
But this ain’t no diss this a song bout love
Last year I had to look up to see you, had to look above
Now I’m taller than you, but you pretty like a dove
I keep throwing my love at you but you push it and you shove
And I’m sorry for not doing this sooner but I just wanna say
You don’t have to like me back but maybe someday
All I can do is hope and I pray
Maybe not to god but maybe to something else
Maybe I should start thinking of someone other than myself
Maybe I should start reading taking books off my shelf
Or maybe I should just kill my stupid self
I know this is unexpected and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you
But I just thought of doing this and it’s something I do
I like to rap it’s not always about people it could be about food
And I ain’t trying to start shit and put you in a mood
Imma switch up the flow and maybe the rhyme
Maybe this is something that comes with time
I ain’t that good with girls but I can say I’m doing fine
At least I ain’t poor I got more than a dime
I got a couple dollars I know it ain’t a lot
But where I come from you just try not to get shot
I grew up in a bad place but not as bad as it could be on the block
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