Hypocrite, a person who claims or pretends to have certain beliefs about what is right
But who behaves in a way that disagrees with those beliefs
(Yea look) My heart cold, I'm f*cked up, think I forgot how to love
If it wasn't for my son, probably wouldn't show none (Baby Eli)
That's unconditional, seem like with these hoes it's conditions now
That's why I struggle with commitment now (fareal)
F*ck a title, just let a nigga dick you down
Soon as you make it official, that's when they finna clown
Wanna treat you like a joke, a bunch of fake smiles (clown ass shit)
Start looking through your phone, they wanna snoop around
Aye, where that good morning text?where that good night sex?
Last thing I wanna do with you is argue and stress
Probably hate my guts, but I still wish you the best (I do)
And I know it's all my fault, let me clean up my mess
Nigga, what is your f*cking problem
Who raised you
You think I'm supposed to be sitting around, waiting on you, chilling
And you do all this bullshit out in the streets
Am I supposed to be there for you, nigga
F*ck you
Who the f*ck do you think you are
You ain't shit, you ain't gon' be shit
You call my phone late at night wanting to do shit
But don't wanna commit to shit
You ain't shit
What's the point
(Look talk to em)
Put a ring on that girl finger
You love that chick
I know I'm a hypocrite (I am)
Be the first to admit (can't lie)
Been in love a few times
I ain't never commit (fareal)
I been single for too long
I wanna get hitched (let's do it)
Take that walk down the aisle
Let's go half on some kids (at least like two)
Build a house on the hill
Let's go half on a crib (big ol house)
We could do the matching cars
You know hers and his
I'm talking side by side
Like you came from the rib (yea)
It was a woman who ate the fruit
That was forbid (damn)
Cuz of that
I can't really trust no bitch (I can't)
It may sound like an excuse
But that's real shit (fareal)
Before I sign on the line
Gotta read the fine print (I do)
Honestly, it's cool
You ain't even gotta worry about it
You ain't gotta worry about me
I'ma let you do you
I'ma continue to do me
Shit, maybe we bump into each other
In another life or in another time
And we can f*ck around again
And try it again
But I'm not waiting no more
I got, I got shit I'm doing
Just like you
I'm a woman with purpose as well
And it is what it is
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Hypocrite, a person who claims or pretends to have certain beliefs about what is right
But who behaves in a way that disagrees with those beliefs
(Yea look) My heart cold, I'm f*cked up, think I forgot how to love
If it wasn't for my son, probably wouldn't show none (Baby Eli)
That's unconditional, seem like with these hoes it's conditions now
That's why I struggle with commitment now (fareal)
F*ck a title, just let a nigga dick you down
Soon as you make it official, that's when they finna clown
Wanna treat you like a joke, a bunch of fake smiles (clown ass shit)
Start looking through your phone, they wanna snoop around
Aye, where that good morning text?where that good night sex?
Last thing I wanna do with you is argue and stress
Probably hate my guts, but I still wish you the best (I do)
And I know it's all my fault, let me clean up my mess
Nigga, what is your f*cking problem
Who raised you
You think I'm supposed to be sitting around, waiting on you, chilling
And you do all this bullshit out in the streets
Am I supposed to be there for you, nigga
F*ck you
Who the f*ck do you think you are
You ain't shit, you ain't gon' be shit
You call my phone late at night wanting to do shit
But don't wanna commit to shit
You ain't shit
What's the point
(Look talk to em)
Put a ring on that girl finger
You love that chick
I know I'm a hypocrite (I am)
Be the first to admit (can't lie)
Been in love a few times
I ain't never commit (fareal)
I been single for too long
I wanna get hitched (let's do it)
Take that walk down the aisle
Let's go half on some kids (at least like two)
Build a house on the hill
Let's go half on a crib (big ol house)
We could do the matching cars
You know hers and his
I'm talking side by side
Like you came from the rib (yea)
It was a woman who ate the fruit
That was forbid (damn)
Cuz of that
I can't really trust no bitch (I can't)
It may sound like an excuse
But that's real shit (fareal)
Before I sign on the line
Gotta read the fine print (I do)
Honestly, it's cool
You ain't even gotta worry about it
You ain't gotta worry about me
I'ma let you do you
I'ma continue to do me
Shit, maybe we bump into each other
In another life or in another time
And we can f*ck around again
And try it again
But I'm not waiting no more
I got, I got shit I'm doing
Just like you
I'm a woman with purpose as well
And it is what it is
But who behaves in a way that disagrees with those beliefs
(Yea look) My heart cold, I'm f*cked up, think I forgot how to love
If it wasn't for my son, probably wouldn't show none (Baby Eli)
That's unconditional, seem like with these hoes it's conditions now
That's why I struggle with commitment now (fareal)
F*ck a title, just let a nigga dick you down
Soon as you make it official, that's when they finna clown
Wanna treat you like a joke, a bunch of fake smiles (clown ass shit)
Start looking through your phone, they wanna snoop around
Aye, where that good morning text?where that good night sex?
Last thing I wanna do with you is argue and stress
Probably hate my guts, but I still wish you the best (I do)
And I know it's all my fault, let me clean up my mess
Nigga, what is your f*cking problem
Who raised you
You think I'm supposed to be sitting around, waiting on you, chilling
And you do all this bullshit out in the streets
Am I supposed to be there for you, nigga
F*ck you
Who the f*ck do you think you are
You ain't shit, you ain't gon' be shit
You call my phone late at night wanting to do shit
But don't wanna commit to shit
You ain't shit
What's the point
(Look talk to em)
Put a ring on that girl finger
You love that chick
I know I'm a hypocrite (I am)
Be the first to admit (can't lie)
Been in love a few times
I ain't never commit (fareal)
I been single for too long
I wanna get hitched (let's do it)
Take that walk down the aisle
Let's go half on some kids (at least like two)
Build a house on the hill
Let's go half on a crib (big ol house)
We could do the matching cars
You know hers and his
I'm talking side by side
Like you came from the rib (yea)
It was a woman who ate the fruit
That was forbid (damn)
Cuz of that
I can't really trust no bitch (I can't)
It may sound like an excuse
But that's real shit (fareal)
Before I sign on the line
Gotta read the fine print (I do)
Honestly, it's cool
You ain't even gotta worry about it
You ain't gotta worry about me
I'ma let you do you
I'ma continue to do me
Shit, maybe we bump into each other
In another life or in another time
And we can f*ck around again
And try it again
But I'm not waiting no more
I got, I got shit I'm doing
Just like you
I'm a woman with purpose as well
And it is what it is
Writer: Eric Burton
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