It's so hard to be human
It's so hard to just live and learn with all of your mistakes
It's double standards on all this (ooh)
It's got you movin' with caution
Last one has you, they start talkin', sayin' you out way too often
It's some friends that got some history of only baller hoppin'
Look at me, I ain't so flawless
Had like twenty girls in Austin
It's like three or four a week (yeah)
I'm roundin' up, at least I'm money
No one changes overnight
They were lonely years in the heart of fire
Fairy tales don't come overnight
Gotta work for it, work for it
I see, yeah, see you, baby, I do
They only see you (only see you) for what you worth (what you worth)
That's not what I see when you in my face, yeah
That's not what I see when you at my place, yeah
That's not what I see, girl, you know, you
Is it so hard to do what you came to do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Donny's got a hold on you
And I know you'd rather lie here than tell the truth (yeah)
Well, I guess they out there talkin' 'bout some bitches I don't know about
I'm pressed 'bout you
Better pull up with that room key, I'm pressed 'bout you
I ain't really into no small talk
I really out of your ballpark, oh yeah, oh yeah
You think it's way too easy
You'll never believe me
Life come back in full circle (ooh, yeah)
I'm like whatever it is, I don't really need it
That right there, just might hurt you
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Performed By: Don Toliver
From Album: Life of a DON
Written by: Caleb Toliver, Dylan Wiggins, Kevin Price, Mike Dean, Rasool Diaz
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It's so hard to be human
It's so hard to just live and learn with all of your mistakes
It's double standards on all this (ooh)
It's got you movin' with caution
Last one has you, they start talkin', sayin' you out way too often
It's some friends that got some history of only baller hoppin'
Look at me, I ain't so flawless
Had like twenty girls in Austin
It's like three or four a week (yeah)
I'm roundin' up, at least I'm money
No one changes overnight
They were lonely years in the heart of fire
Fairy tales don't come overnight
Gotta work for it, work for it
I see, yeah, see you, baby, I do
They only see you (only see you) for what you worth (what you worth)
That's not what I see when you in my face, yeah
That's not what I see when you at my place, yeah
That's not what I see, girl, you know, you
Is it so hard to do what you came to do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Donny's got a hold on you
And I know you'd rather lie here than tell the truth (yeah)
Well, I guess they out there talkin' 'bout some bitches I don't know about
I'm pressed 'bout you
Better pull up with that room key, I'm pressed 'bout you
I ain't really into no small talk
I really out of your ballpark, oh yeah, oh yeah
You think it's way too easy
You'll never believe me
Life come back in full circle (ooh, yeah)
I'm like whatever it is, I don't really need it
That right there, just might hurt you
It's so hard to just live and learn with all of your mistakes
It's double standards on all this (ooh)
It's got you movin' with caution
Last one has you, they start talkin', sayin' you out way too often
It's some friends that got some history of only baller hoppin'
Look at me, I ain't so flawless
Had like twenty girls in Austin
It's like three or four a week (yeah)
I'm roundin' up, at least I'm money
No one changes overnight
They were lonely years in the heart of fire
Fairy tales don't come overnight
Gotta work for it, work for it
I see, yeah, see you, baby, I do
They only see you (only see you) for what you worth (what you worth)
That's not what I see when you in my face, yeah
That's not what I see when you at my place, yeah
That's not what I see, girl, you know, you
Is it so hard to do what you came to do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Donny's got a hold on you
And I know you'd rather lie here than tell the truth (yeah)
Well, I guess they out there talkin' 'bout some bitches I don't know about
I'm pressed 'bout you
Better pull up with that room key, I'm pressed 'bout you
I ain't really into no small talk
I really out of your ballpark, oh yeah, oh yeah
You think it's way too easy
You'll never believe me
Life come back in full circle (ooh, yeah)
I'm like whatever it is, I don't really need it
That right there, just might hurt you
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Dylan Wiggins, Kevin Price, Mike Dean, Rasool Diaz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
