Same Type

I ain't a saint or nothin' But too many niggas wanna take me down Can't count on my hands, I gotta double up, yeah Another one for the count Let's start with my dad Mean no disrespect Then to my ex He made me a mess And it never ends Count, count, count 'em up It's so sad but it's true That this shit ain't nothin' new, new Take, take, take, yeah, they take too much One day blowing me kisses, then they go missin' Yeah, they gonna hype you up Trappin' my trust and end up leaving me Overcompensating, complicated, fucking jaded And I don't know why I try when they all the same type I try I try when they all the same type I seen the good in you But sometimes bad people do good things and Can't even see it's cruel I don't trust how much that I don't trust you Now anybody moves Think they're twisting and controlling Probably got some morals missing And I can't tell who from who They all Take, take, take, and they take too much Run around blowing me kisses, then they go missin' Yeah, they gonna hype you up Trappin' my trust and end up leaving me Overcompensating, contemplating, fucking jaded And I don't know why I try when they all the same type I try when they all the same It's the stupid same mistake Ain't nobody else to blame (ain't nobody else to blame) Ain't nobody else to blame