Deestylistics. Hard To Love A Gangsta

Baby u know its hella hard for me to love a gangstau making me full of misery and all this angerI could never turn my cheek and call u a strangerbaby u kno its hella hard for me to love a gangstatimes is in the wind, slowly drifting aparteach and everyday`s take away my heart till theres nothing leftbut memories fillin up inside like heavy raintill I opens up and twist it downthat¡¯s when u