Sabotage (feat. Trap Daddy)

Look, ain't got no laces, don't worry, me trippin

Karma ain't got no specific person, I just guess

Here, it's me today

Like trees, you know, when they leave

Gotta stay on in the flow like a breeze

What's the price of openin' up

I don't really be doing too much

The damage is already done

Committed relationships test me and I

Mind clever stimulation

Too many situations

How do we get to this place

Damn, there goes a plate

And another one follows

Telling myself it's gon' be a tough pill to swallow

I'm picking up pieces

We ain't got the time

I'm quenchin' her realness

She say that she fine

I know that she lying

Validation and attention seeking

Can't be hanging when you really reaching

Shit changing like it's the seasons

Ay ay, ay ay ay ay

Shit change like the season, man

Like the channel when you don't wanna watch the show

People change, like

Like when

You paying a dollar, you get change back

Please tell me now, girl, what's the reason

Speak up, not down when you speak on me

You saying you done, but you sleep with me

When you're alone, I'm gone on the road

You calling my phone

I'm feeling like Marvin Gaye in this bitch girl, what's going on

(What's going on)

I'm hearing you got a new ****

Know he ain't on what I'm on

You saying you over me, but buying the same cologne

You on some crazy shit

Stalking my page and shit

How the hell you mad at me

When you the one made of this

I've been loading up roster, this shit like my greatest hits

Brown skin with no waist

Ooh, that's my favorite

Back and forth on the net with you

How can I take this shit?

Karma come back around and you gonna hate the bitch

Ain't got no laces, don't worry me tripping

Karma ain't got no specific person

I just guess, here, it's me today

Like trees, you know when they leave

Gotta stay on it and flow like a breeze

What's the price of opening up

I don't really be doing too much

The damage is already done

Picking your sins, you can't pick the consequences

When they lose access, they be wondering

Gotta choose yourself at the end of the day

How I'm supposed to feel

Knowing that you choosing yourself

Communication ain't working

It's like we flirting or hurting each other

Damn, there goes another plate..