Dt. - Fighting Temptations (feat. Buddy Flo, Damier & Image) Lyrics

Give it some feelin', shit
Yeah
Tonight you'll be my victim
My son, I surely miss him

Nights like this, I wish I was with him
I can't forget him
But I let your body take my mind from him
Livin' in the dark, just tryin' to get some shine from him

All I know is cryin', I ain't takin' no days off
Wonder when this hard work that I'm puttin' in is gon' pay off enough
Don't wanna make this a habit
I don't mean to, I don't want to

But baby, I gotta have it
Know I need you, know I want you
And I ain't tryin' to make you nervous
Not tryin', not tryin'

But I ain't even scratch the surface
Niggas can't say my name, morning, afternoon, and night
They just never know my pain
I just catch another flight

Faded behind these shades, the rain
Yeah, I'm outta sight
I'm outta sight
Baby, I'm outta sight

Uh, I keep my distance cause you keep me tempted
You miss it bad enough to take it
You don't need permission
'Cause I be faded, cushioned alcohol be in my system

Reminiscing, I get right back in that same position
Tryin' to escape the clutches of lust from your touch
Unaware that we defile in our flesh when we fall
And you in love with someone else who don't know about us

Ain't got the nerve to give me lectures on how I should trust
Give me that rush, let me feel it
Hold me up and let me kill it
Smoke me up till I'm ascending

Potent all throughout my system
As I'm slipping into temptation
You hate when I keep you waiting
I'm praying to God for patience not to fall

Don't wanna make this a habit
I don't mean to
I don't want to
But baby, I gotta have it

No, I need you
No, I want you
And I ain't tryna make you nervous
Not tryna, not tryna

But I ain't even scratched the surface
Niggas can't say my name, morning, afternoon, and night
They just never know my pain
I just catch another flight

Baby, behind these shades, the rain
Baby, I'm outta sight
I'm outta sight
Baby, I'm outta sight

Roll up on wild
Don't wanna make this a habit
No
Baby, I gotta have it

And I ain't tryna make you nervous
But I ain't even scratched the surface
No
No

No
No
No
No

No
No
If you can see the things I've seen
Then you understand that the money don't mean a thing

But I owe my son some J's, T-shirts, and jeans
So you know a nigga still gotta get this cream
I got this double cup and I'm ridin'
A couple blunts and I'm flyin'

I'm turnin' up and I'm turnin' back
While I'm at it, I ain't no findin' girl
I'm outta sight
I'm outta sight

I'm outta sight
Roll up on wild