Trizz - January 2nd lyrics

[Trizz] When we f**ed, I ain't know what I was doing All I know is I was horny and wanted to get into it I was faded, you was faded, kinda tipsy off the alcohol And you was looking fine as f**, I swear to god you had it all Kicking off my shoes, struggling to take yo pants off Rubbing on yo body and wasn't taking my hands off Reaching for a maximum protector when we f**ing sh** I ran out I'm like, whatever, man f** it You knowing all my spots seeing that it's over when you touch it I finally put it in and she moaned cause she's loving it Talking all dirty like "Take it all you f**ing b**h" she's like "ooh yeah baby, gimme all this f**ing dick" So I buss and there it was, in two months She's blowing up my phone like "trizz we f**ed up, babe I'm eight weeks pregnant the doctor told me what's up and I think I wanna keep it" Wait a minute man, hold up It took a minute for me to gather my thoughts and I snapped and went off like "You stupid, this is your fault" You trynna trap me, tie me down and I ain't having it And this is up to me, I'm here to tell you, you ain't having sh** She's like wait, who are you to tell me what to do? sh**, I doubt it's even mine I was only f**ing you Yeah I bet Yeah whatever trizz, you ain't sh** You ain't sh** either, man I hate you and you're fake b**h We went a whole two days without talking Abortion clock is ticking and everyday we're stalling I text her phone like, I'm sorry for all that I said, I'm just a little lost and kinda aggravated, then she said Look man, if you don't want it then that's on you I'll do this by myself, so tell me what you're gonna do Yeah iiight man, whatever we can keep it She replied real fast, like seriously, you mean it? For the next two weeks I'm losing my mind, attempting suicide, though it would be over if I died I screamed, I cried, I begged, I pleaded, I'm losing it I ain't ready for a f**ing kid, why am I doing this? I got a f**ing rap career and it's taking off, this baby's 'bout to f** it all up, should I be taking off? Get on the first plane, smoke it to another state, hope she lose the baby, come back and sh** will be ok? ... I got a text like call me I call her real fast, she's like I wanna say sorry You're right trizz, an abortion is what's best for this I'mma call the doctor tomorrow and try to schedule it It's sad, but I was happy we was doing this Then I had a sudden change of heart on just who this is This is a kid that we produced and we're k**ing it Oh my f**ing god, if this ain't murder, then what is this sh**? She called back like, it's friday at 7, it's a 6 hour process on January 2nd I kinda stitched up and it got quiet for a second I said alright baby, then we went without question So we pull up to the clinic and we walk in, filled out some stupid paperwork, then she walked in I fell asleep and she walked out With a bag of birth control, crying, 'bout to pa** out