| Twisted, smokin', faded
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| Shouldn’t talk right now
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| Jealous, you and me don’t exist, baby I’m cool
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| Right now I say «Fuck all this shit»
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| It’s 4 in the morning
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| Don’t wanna talk about it
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| I had to leave you at home, had to tell you about yourself
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| 'Cause you bringing up all the old shit
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| Who is she and why is she hitting you up?
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| Last time you did this shit
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| You wind up finding it was nothing up
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| Men have no voice in this situation
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| 'Cause I look like the bad guy
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| Really you need to change
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| Just think about it
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| You always say that niggas just ain’t shit
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| But every time we have a problem, it’s about a chick
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| A girl knows how to get you mad and push your buttons
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| I just wish that you never let them get in your head
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| But it’s always coming back to me
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| But really you just gotta trust your man
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| And know just what he’ll never be
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| A dog ass nigga with another life
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| Not saying that I’m perfect, but I’m living right
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| It’s hard to balance my relationship
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| And once I tell her that you mad
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| She’ll probably go off and talk her shit
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| Like I got this girl mad, oh this shit is sad
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| I can probably get em now 'cause she insecure
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| It’s not possible because I know better
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| Got a good girl at home, it gets no better
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| But when you tell me to tell her to stop calling and texting
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| It makes you look weakened like a wolf you see her teeth
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| 'Cause now she know she got yo ass
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| She know we arguing
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| She know I’m vulnerable and probably getting no ass
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| You creating the setting, and you setting the mood
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| For her to just make moves on your man
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| That wasn’t part of your plan
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| But goddamn here we stand
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| In the puddle of our love
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| You should just trust me
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| That’s what real love be
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| I know you’ve got a past
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| But that’s why I feel lucky
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| You doing exactly what she just wants you to do
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| She yelling your mind
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| And that’s why we’re gonna lose, fuck
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| Twisted, smokin', faded
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| Shouldn’t talk right now
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| Jealous, you and me don’t exist, baby I’m cool
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| Right now I say «Fuck all this shit»
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| It’s 4 in the morning
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| And I just left the crib, I need to get cold
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| You know that I would give you every dolla
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| You realize I’m investing in to you
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| I’m helping you pay for your college
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| Tuition is a bitch, but I know you worth it
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| Could’ve been driving a Maserati
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| Baby girl nothing could stop me
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| That’s not my swag, you know that
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| That’s why I get so mad when you question loyalty
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| Like I never show that
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| I find it funny how girls click up
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| On a guy when it’s really the girl you shouldn’t trust
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| You tell your friends «Damn girl I’m in love»
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| «This nigga treat me like a queen and always picking me up»
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| And they write it down 'cause in the back of they mind
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| Said if you fuck it up then that nigga is mine
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| That’s how we met, you met me when I was at my worst
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| See me picking her up and sending flowers to work
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| And she fucked up, know that you noticed
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| Not saying it’s planned
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| You just opened up your notes and said this nigga dope
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| So let’s break this cycle
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| Black and white like I was Michael
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| History repeats itself, so don’t let other girls hype you
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| You keep your enemies close, but your friends closer
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| Try to give you some light, and then they run you over
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| And now you’re on a roll all by yourself
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| Living in a puddle of love, you don’t need a boat
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| 'Cause you already dead off of what other people done said
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| When really you just should’ve trusted me instead
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| Twisted, smokin', faded
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| Shouldn’t talk right now
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| Jealous, you and me don’t exist, baby I’m cool
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| Right now I say «Fuck all this shit»
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| It’s 4 in the morning
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| And I just left the crib, I need to get cold |