BiG LD - MISUNDERSTOOD. Lyrics

They like "Schaleea, what you on? And why you don't answer your phone?"
Look, I be vibing at my crib or hustling and in my zone (I'm thuggin')
I want my kids to be rich, I'm in my bag, so leave me lone
It ain't no beef, it's all love, but times have changed and now we grown
Therefore that gossip shit is dead, don't come tell me what you heard
Jealous of me cause my success, you childish hoe, that's for the birds (You bitches weird)
I can't beef with no bitch, who's credit score is low
And I can't kick it with no bitch, that thinks it's fun to be a hoe (I can't)
Why y'all plan to have kids without a plan? Think y'all should stop
You gon give that nigga a baby, when he ain't give you a rock?
I'll digress, but I'm blessed and depressed and all that other shit
Told them not to play, with the kid, so load another clip (Go get the strap)
Friendships and relationships, wait I just shank another ship
I be fighting demons and I just try my best to cover it
Tell my friends I'm good, but still misunderstood
I cannot sleep at night, somebody roll me up a wood
"Oh shit, i don't smoke" If it took the pain away, than I would
After I cry, I hold my head high and tell y'all "I'm good", cuz I'm good
And I'm straight, put my own food on the plate
I never pay my bills, so in a way, shit I'm great (I'm blessed)
Told my dread head "I need a mill" I got it on me, plus 8
I cannot tolerate the fake so stay the f*ck out my face (Bitch)
My mind in all these different places, and my thoughts, they just be racing
Know it's 7 billion people, I see 14 billion faces
I feel so misunderstood, I be going thru different stages
I know I'm misunderstood, so I cut the communication
On they head like I'm braiding, life's short, no time for waiting
Been working on my patience, this shit mine for the taking (On God)

Lately I been so focused on who I'm supposed to be
His happiness is temporary, ain't no getting over me (That's facts)
His fault he ghosted me, no casper, now his life a disaster
Same for the hoes that snaked me, f*ck you for life and after
I'm everybody therapist, I need a f*cking therapist
I know that Im that nigga, I'm not even being arrogant
He never had a real one, I can't be his damn experiment
They always running back, and thats a fact, but I ain't hearing it
PTSD, tired of healing, I should traumatize y'all back
When shit goes good, I just fall back
Cuz when it's bad, it sets me back (Sets me back)
And I been hurt to many times, so I ain't got no time for that
(Yeah, I ain't got no f*cking time for that)
And I hate being lied to, ain't the type you got to lie to
I ain't got no f*cking head, I'm calming down tho, well shit I try too (I'm trying)
And behind my damn respect, I'm going left, shit I might fight you
Conversations in my head, "say kill 'em dead" that's what I write too
Conversations in my head, "say kill 'em dead" that's what I write too
Conversations in my head, "say kill 'em dead" that's what I write too
Conversations in my head, "say kill 'em dead" that's what I write too