Moved On

Moved On

A Story by Midwest Baddest

you're steadily playin games, calling me out my name, treatin me just like the past lames// I stay takin the pain, even when it's causin me to go insain, and you can't even deal with half the things I maitain// I'm done with the bullshit, find another b***h, I can no longer deal with it, knowing you out creepin with some dirty trick// We had trust, when we had love, now we lost sight on us, so we gave it all up// I don't need your a*s, nor your cash, I figured you couldn't last, that's why you was thrown into my past// I'm a fly breezie, got n****s beggin for me, talkin bout I'm wifey, and how could you let me leave// Now you tryna run back, cause you missin what you had, like Usher you got it bad// something just like that mya song, i'm sayin i'm movin on, play boy i'm so gone//

© 2008 Midwest Baddest


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Added on December 4, 2008

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Midwest Baddest
Midwest Baddest

Topeka, KS



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Hmmm, It's amazing I actually got the urge to do this finally. I signed up for one awhile back, but forgot the password and stuf. Now here we are with part 2. Lets just hope I continue to use it and k.. more..

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