You say you got a feeling
You've been jaded and wanna know my opinion
As of lately, been faded and bottle sipping
So I know you ain't trusting of my decisions, oh no
You say you want change
Go out, do your own thing
Reignite that old flame
If you want that, ok
Back to me feeling alone
Just singing the songs
And writing my wrongs and shit
Guess that the feeling was gone
Found out from my dogs
She know that she wrong for this
Still couldn't leave her alone
Some say that it's love
Don't know what to call the shit
But I'm getting on with this
Sometimes I'm not gentle how I should be
Might be too caught up in who I could be
Try to fake the funk, I pop bout' two, three
I've always got punished for my good deeds
Sometimes I'm not gentle how I should be
Might be too caught up in who I could be
Try to fake the funk, I pop bout' two, three
I've always got punished for my good deeds
You think I'm cursed
And shit, you might be on to something
Too many lows cause' the highs never want for none
I got to go for I end up another number
Look at my niggas and hope it ain't none of us
Know some pretending in hopes they can come with us
Safe in the winter, this summer I'll bundle up
Raised in conditions where all of us had it rough
I don't be feeling that these niggas done enough
Nigga don't no holes fall in my rank
Even when I'm overdrawn at that bank
Even when I'm broke and down on my dick
Never gave a f*ck, I always been rich
But listen, when I tell you soon as I got it baby
You don't got to ask, I'm gone give
And I don't ever wanna ask if you riding with me after all the shit that we did
Sometimes I'm not gentle how I should be
Might be too caught up in who I could be
Try to fake the funk, I pop bout' two, three
I've always got punished for my good deeds
Sometimes I'm not gentle how I should be
Might be too caught up in who I could be
Try to fake the funk, I pop bout' two, three
I've always got punished for my good deeds