Do you want a real nigga, pay his bills, own his property
Or you want the same nigga, choose that lame nigga, possibly
I know you wouldn't lie to me
Got a safe shoulder you can cry on
You can sob to me
F*ck,
I did it again
Chose the wrong one should've went with her friend
Should've went with her friend
Chose the wrong one, chose the wrong one again
Didn't know, seen you in the crowd, you ain't blendin' in
Now I know, it ain't your sign, just the way you live
Like what can I do to impress you, baby
I've been down on a lose tryna bless you, baby
I got a lot on my mind to confess to you, baby
I got a lot on my mind to confess to you, baby
I got a lot on my mind to confess to you, baby
I got a lot on my mind to confess to you, baby
I got a lot on my mind, I ain't said to you, baby
I got a lot on my mind, (Ahh)
I became exhausted, time, hope, devotion yea it's already gone
Feelin' like I lost it, and it's only music that's keepin' me strong
Trauma what it costed and now every bitch I love I'm doin' em wrong