Conscious Daughters - sh**ty Situation lyrics

[Verse 1: CMG] f**, another day, another problem A sh**ty situation that I'm facing, how to solve them? You think it don't affect ya, but you should really listen, though To the conversation, cause the situation's critical Let me tell you how it started when I first met him Way back in the day at the lake, and it was federal Cause he was looking good enough to k** a muthaf**a 49 wasn't caring, yeah I'm staring, hell, I'm good to go Said his name was John-John, living on the Eastside I said, "I'm CMG, where I live, and sh**, I'm called by" Did the little number-switching, everything was fine Jumped back in the point, dipped side and broke wide See, it started off easy, talking on the telephone Most of it was drag, but I wasn't really tripping though Thinkin about the s**, f** the flowers and the love letters That's the way it is when you're young and you don't know no better Next thing you knew, about a week pa**ed by I was laying up in his house, and man, I couldn't keep quiet He was diggin up in the guts like the muthaf**a lost something A Oakland Stroke with no joke, I mean, he kept it coming Early next day I gave a friendly good-bye A wet kiss and "I'ma call you" was his only reply Feeling good than a muthaf**a, sh**, I can't lie Lookin forward to the next time, the s** time was too fly But plow on that sh**, cause he never called Never came to visit, never tried to get in touch at all Never sent a message in a bottle or a telegram Never got a page and I faded and I hate his muthaf**ing a** [Special One] Damn, that sh** is f**ed up Man, f** that n***a, man He was only out for one thing and you gave it to him like a dummy Don't trip though What you need to do is go find his a** And get rid of his punk-a**, you know? Damn, it's a sh**ty situation [Verse 2: CMG] Now you ain't the one to play the trick The one to get faded out of fade like the next b**h So come Saturday, you can catch me at the Lake Rollin deep in a Pont, lookin to set the matter straight Then I seen his a**, just a little past Lakeshow Hollered out his name, but he act like he didn't hear me though Ran up quick, ready to send him to his grave Kicked him, then I slapped him in his muthaf**in face (sh**, you're out of your muthaf**in mind?) So then I told him, "Yo, that's what you get for the disrespect" The little b**h with him started riffing, but she didn't step Back it on up, hoe, this matter don't concern ya Just me and him, f** around, and I'ma burn ya She musta got wind of the fact that I don't play Barkin up on that b**h-made n***a with the red face But she didn't say sh**, just stood frowning But when I turned away, the sorry n***a start to clowning That's when Jess hopped out with the Glock 17 13 in the magazine, mean, n***a, don't spit You better make like Hammer and start praying And listen to the words I'm saying I hate a sh**ty situation [Special One] Yeah, I'm glad you clowned that muthaf**a Jess shoulda smoked... Another sh**ty situation Punky-brooster-a**-n***a You see him run? I hate a sh**ty situation Damn, that n***a's a punk Did you see that sh**? It's a sh**ty situation Should've shot at his a**, man *nurse caling* [CMG] What's up, man, I got here as soon as I could Look, somethin ain't right I don't know if I've been sick or sh** I ain't had my cycles I'm worried about this here [Nurse 1] Did you fill the cup already? [Nurse 2] Ms. Greene, Ms. Greene [CMG] Oh, that's me [Doctor] Ms. Greene, it's your lucky day I got some good news for you It seems our test came out positive [CMG] Postive? [Doctor] Yeah, positive [CMG] Positive for what? [Doctor] Well, you're pregnant... [Verse 3: CMG] f** it, one more uptug, one more hurl In the toilet and it's prill for Daddy's little girl Seems like a late night f** got sh** started Cause now I got a baby on the way, and I can't afford it But I ain't givin it up, no, f** that Cause it's a part of me, and ain't nobody destroyin that Besides, I've been on my own, what - 8 years? f** a man, I be alright alone, just me and my kids But now it's 12 months later. and I'm mad as sh** Cause baby clothes and similak and diapers is costin a grip Plus I ain't had no sleep in quite a while See, the late night f** is now a late night hollerin child Damn, I wish I woulda did sh** differently I wish I woulda got to know the man who was up in me But now I guess I keep on keepin on, I just hope that you listen To the words I speak, and don't have a situation Man, I baby-sit everyday f** it Can't find his a**, no way I hate a sh**ty situation Damn, it's a sh**ty situation