Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
You wanted rock on ya finger
But take me for granite
Put on a show for a standing ovation
You know I can't stand it
You said you wanted ya own space
But this ain't the way that you planned it
Wanted me down on my knees begging and pleading and saying that I was reason for damage
Like
You don't be carrying pain with all of yo baggage
Like
You ain't got tails of tissue from all of the shit
I gotta do better, to keep it together, I wrote you a letter hoping that you would do better
Had to let go of the pressure, cuz we ain't the type to break up and make up and get back together
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Been finding myself
Loving you, hating you, going in circles
You got a new man that claim that he hate that I hurt you that same shit I told you
Cuz that same nigga chose to go hurt you
Did the last thing you was supposed to
Had me play step stool
Just to fall back off of ya pedestal
On top of all that
One of my homies, switched up his angle, loaded his pistol, shot a shot up at my angel
Left to deal with all of the cards and everything else on the table
Uh
But all of the ties cut with all of the cables
Now I'm tripping tryna get through the channels
Got me tripping and smoking on hazel oh
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Tynnelle - Toxic Lyrics
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Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
You wanted rock on ya finger
But take me for granite
Put on a show for a standing ovation
You know I can't stand it
You said you wanted ya own space
But this ain't the way that you planned it
Wanted me down on my knees begging and pleading and saying that I was reason for damage
Like
You don't be carrying pain with all of yo baggage
Like
You ain't got tails of tissue from all of the shit
I gotta do better, to keep it together, I wrote you a letter hoping that you would do better
Had to let go of the pressure, cuz we ain't the type to break up and make up and get back together
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Been finding myself
Loving you, hating you, going in circles
You got a new man that claim that he hate that I hurt you that same shit I told you
Cuz that same nigga chose to go hurt you
Did the last thing you was supposed to
Had me play step stool
Just to fall back off of ya pedestal
On top of all that
One of my homies, switched up his angle, loaded his pistol, shot a shot up at my angel
Left to deal with all of the cards and everything else on the table
Uh
But all of the ties cut with all of the cables
Now I'm tripping tryna get through the channels
Got me tripping and smoking on hazel oh
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
You wanted rock on ya finger
But take me for granite
Put on a show for a standing ovation
You know I can't stand it
You said you wanted ya own space
But this ain't the way that you planned it
Wanted me down on my knees begging and pleading and saying that I was reason for damage
Like
You don't be carrying pain with all of yo baggage
Like
You ain't got tails of tissue from all of the shit
I gotta do better, to keep it together, I wrote you a letter hoping that you would do better
Had to let go of the pressure, cuz we ain't the type to break up and make up and get back together
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Been finding myself
Loving you, hating you, going in circles
You got a new man that claim that he hate that I hurt you that same shit I told you
Cuz that same nigga chose to go hurt you
Did the last thing you was supposed to
Had me play step stool
Just to fall back off of ya pedestal
On top of all that
One of my homies, switched up his angle, loaded his pistol, shot a shot up at my angel
Left to deal with all of the cards and everything else on the table
Uh
But all of the ties cut with all of the cables
Now I'm tripping tryna get through the channels
Got me tripping and smoking on hazel oh
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
It aint always my fault
It aint on me
Why you always gotta start
Start with me
Why can't you just play your part
Play your part
Writer: Elliot Berrian
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