I was only sixteen when i met the girl of my dreams.
the day we met, i acted as if i had no time, had the work cloths on i was on the grind, didnt know then but she had to be mine
funny...she wasnt even finna mess wit me, till her friend got thirsty, said if you dont mess wit her come mess wit me. so i just wanna thank her friend
i never really did ask her to be my girl, plan was tell my guys to just tell the whole world, going around the school tellin otha guys you cant mess wit her thats willie girl
honestly just had plans to just get in dem pants, i remember the day i called to break up wit her, just for a chick who was about to let me lay up wit her thought about it for a few weeks and this is why i had to get back wit her
she wasnt like most otha girls i use to mess wit, this was a chick who was on her sh*t, who couldn't be messed wit, meantlly nor physically... an angel
who would of thought when God dropped an angel from the sky, the man who would catch her would be non other then i
beauty given in so many ways, beauty only possible by the grace of Gods hands, beauty meant and deisigned for only one man
and this was my first chance, the first of three chances to be her man
Yall dont understand, after this i was still her man, now i knew i had to do what no man can, make her trust me
so we started over, the way it should of been, i respected her as she did for me, i treated her as the queen God made her to be as the queen God gave to me
wasnt looking for love, it seemed to just show up, a love to me that will never end, a love to me that always seems to just begin
i loved her first, told her i loved her and didnt even care if she loved me, she brought out the best in me, if God had a plan i knew this is what it had to be, me loving her was and still is apart of my destiny
i still loved her but some where in the relationship i forgot how, started to cry more than i smiled, started thinking more about me then about us, mind set more of what can she do, when it should of been what can do for my boo
all she wanted to do is go to the show that night, that night that turned into that one big fight, she ended up going wit what was then just a friend, got real jealous and i just couldnt understand
called one night and swore up and down that he was more than her friend i swore up and down that he was her man and once more i messed up Gods plan, called her that night and insisted that she go and be wit her new man
but even then i couldnt seem to be wit out her, even then i called and was blessed by God to be able to call her my girl once again
so this was my second chance, the second of three chances to be her man
