Lyrics WEST END - Masked Man, Caim, maru.

WEST END

I was a kid, yeah, I don’t know better
I need to keep talking, baby, I don’t want let up
Cause I don’t get my word out, baby, Imma regret it
If you give me chances, baby Imma do better
Imma do better
You won’t regret it, I am the type of guy with the worth to invest in
But I can go from loving just to fucking your best friend
Call me blessed then, on the west end
I’m tired of tripping out
I’m tired of playing games, I’m tired of running round
Been thinking harder lately, palisades keep breaking down
Stay claiming it’s love, but it’s feeling like lust when you’re not around
And I’v been pulling out of promises like price tags
Wnt from fucking to breaking your nightstand
I stand up, Tito’s in my cup
And a bottle of Hennesy just to down when I’m done, wait
Fuck my life, I wanted better shit
Can’t believe I wasted eight years on fucking — this
I mean I meant the world to you
So why am I feeling empty in this sunken abyss
I mean it’s prolly the molly, sum' to do with these pills
I’ve been trapping alone, It’s so much harder to feel
I know the curb your best friend
So it means nothing to me
And it means nothing for real, sincerely
I was a kid, yeah, I don’t know better
I need to keep talking, baby, I don’t want let up
Cause I don’t get my word out, baby, Imma regret it
If you give me chances, baby Imma do better
Imma do better
You won’t regret it, I am the type of guy with the worth to invest in
But I can go from loving just to fucking your best friend
Call me blessed then, on the west end
Came from the east to south, on the west end
Shawty said she hate me, so I slid on her best friend
Now she say she mad for what I did, steady pressin
I can never please her, situation so depressing
Like ooo, changing my ways for you
I’ll do anything times two
Tell me what a dog gotta do
Or Imma disappear like poof
Watch ya step, better make the right move
All these bitches like to pick and choose
I could never chase like you, like ooo
Dance baby dance, shake it till you can’t move
You can call a friend, then we can really groove
I cannot pretend that’s not something I could do
If I say I love, then I really love you
But fuck that
I was a kid, yeah, I don’t know better
I need to keep talking, baby, I don’t want let up
Cause I don’t get my word out, baby, Imma regret it
If you give me chances, baby Imma do better
Imma do better
You won’t regret it, I am the type of guy with the worth to invest in
But I can go from loving just to fucking your best friend
Call me blessed then, on the west end
Oh, put me back to sleep
Baby, I’m in deep
Put me back to sleep
Baby, I’m in deep
Put me back to sleep
Baby, I’m in deep
Oh, oh, put me back to sleep
Baby, I’m in deep
See you again this weekday
I’m on the way to your big city
In my Chevrolet
I won’t be late