Eris Dublin - Make-Ends-Meet

Ain't it better when we patient
I ain't here to tell you lies, or to make friends
Thought we'd never cross the limit, till we made ends, meet
Sheesh, I ain't here to make ends, meet
But I’m headed to the Westside, baby
Taking photos show my best side, baby
There ain't gonna be a next time, ain't it
Better we when show the fresh side, crazy
Feel like we were moving but we're stationed
Thought that I could change it with vacations
Use to get that drama from this Haitian
Mama always told me "what you thinking?"
Cut you off, without hesitation I ain't blinking
Fuckin' with these stray chicks, caught a reputation
Survived the drama, can I get an Amen
You cannot get time back that you wasted
So I'm wasted
Getting wasted
I do not, really wanna say shit
I’m damned if I do or don’t, I ain’t shit
So I’m wasted
Getting wasted
It don’t make sense nigga
That’s why I make ends nigga
Ain't it better when we patient
I ain't here to tell you lies, or to make friends
Thought we'd never cross the limit, till we made ends, meet
Sheesh, I ain't here to make ends, meet
But I’m headed to the Westside, baby
Taking photos show my best side, baby
There ain't gonna be a next time, ain't it
Better we when show the fresh side, crazy
You’ve been tryna get my best side, lately
I could never fault the next guy, maybe
That’s another can of worms we gotta open up soon
'Fore she unbuckle the pants, she would open up to 'em
We about takin our time, hella jokes in the room
How I met her, thought she was taken, told me “don’t you assume”
Nah it’s cool, she had a kid, wasn’t eager to say it
Never portrayed a step daddy, I was making arrangements
She was dangerous, can’t explain the shit that she came with
But she anxious, now our bodies ain’t speaking the language, so I faced it
Faced the music and blunt, introducing you was dumb
Changed the vibe and now it’s done, made ends meet like week to week
So I’m wasted
Getting wasted
It don’t make sense nigga
That’s why I make ends nigga
Ain't it better when we patient
I ain't here to tell you lies, or to make friends
Thought we'd never cross the limit, till we made ends, meet
Sheesh, I ain't here to make ends, meet
But I’m headed to the Westside, baby
Taking photos show my best side, baby
There ain't gonna be a next time, ain't it
Better we when show the fresh side, crazy

Written by:
Darnell Duke

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