Lyrics

I don't know Yo down (do you on the track) I don't know (Ayo) I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it, yeah I hurt so much in the last month Live everyday like it's your last one Can't trust nobody I've been betrayed by everybody around Cracking jokes, I don't laugh much For help I never could ask much If I'm down an out, I get passed up No one there to be found This life we know is like a rodeo Up and down, emotional rollercoaster Problem solving, ain't hard to cope with But it's hard to follow rules, I'm the culprit Easy to talk, and then it's hard to listen But the goal I'm chasing ain't hard to picture Hurt to see every car I wanted But behind the wheel I ain't the person in it The chick I wanted, wanted someone popular (What's that?) And I ain't that popular But now I'm so high, you gon' need binoculars Now there ain't nothing I don't picture inside a bar Bunk bed living had to sleep on top of one There's nothing you could do for me Made it from the bottom to the top Can't stop my grind, really out my mind, true story Lemme keep this shit one hunnid (oh) I don't know your name (your name) You don't know my name And that's the way I want it I'ma do my thing Ain't gotta explain I-I, I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it (whoo!) I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it, yeah Lots of pressure I underwent Enough to make anyone consider normal clique Flashing out, having arguments I'm no longer in bounds What meets the surface ain't all you get Introverts can't be too talkative Now as my heart place all of it But usually I wear frowns Ain't no sense in my straight pretending In a room full of people, I pays attention Steak for dinner, that we provided Made money in the slum that the street provided Behind my door, the clutch heat beside it Out of line, I was taught let it eat somebody Put the sleeper silence, I'll retreat from by me If it ain't no profit, you should leave from buying it Certain things about it won't change (won't change) You out all night but you sleep all day My pants they sagging below my waist Lockets filled with Franks Say I'm whilin' out way Love the game, never back out Cold but it's fair, and it's fair but it's cold Sold not told, never trap out Lemme keep this shit one hunnid I don't know your name (your name) You don't know my name And that's the way i want it I'ma do my thing Ain't gotta explain I-I, I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it (whoo!) I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it, yeah I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it (whoo!) I know there's a name Gotta be a name for this shit I just don't know what Don't know what to call it, yeah
Writer(s): Gary Hill, Kevin Gilyard, Breyan Isaac, David Cunningham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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