No Feedback
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
It ain't like a man or dude to put hands on you
But sometimes y'all push us to the limit
Our feelings get caught up in it
I ain't trying to live that image of a Mike Tyson or Ike
So dismiss the force of fists in a fight
And it's unlikely that we have to take it there
Cause I'm a hustler not a fighter
But you love to make disputes unfair
For instance, when you start an argument
I'll let you state your case
When I display my emotions
You say "I'm throwing it in your face!"
You say, "Don't bring up the past, Brent
Cause you always got a point to make!"
But how can we move forward, not learning from our mistakes
Arguments are one-sided
And we end up saying "bye" without resolving the situation
Stop talking for several days
And get lost in the frustration
Cussing each other out
I feel the tension just escalating
Making me want to shout
I guess I can't complain, cause when we breakup it equals stress
But when we makeup, we end up by having the greatest sex
And yet
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Yeah, that number was just a client
Someone looking to buy into a couple of tracks
You said you wanted the facts, right
Well, her name was Kadiesha, Shanieka, something like that
Came to the crib a couple of times, I caught her contacts
And how quick you find her digits in my Sidekick three
And keep accusing me of sleeping with this broad down the street
Which leads to insecurities
And never did I assume you were cheating
Never crossed my mind, not even worth my time
You see your boy out on the grind, trying to make it better for us
I don't want you working, shit, I don't want you catching the bus
I want you reclined in a ride straight from them videos
I want a chauffeur to go open the others chauffeur's door
Then come get us out
See that's what I'm about
So next time you want to cuss and shout
Just know what your fussing about
Make no mistake, I'm no misogynist nigga
Plenty pussy's perfectly honored
But it's obvious, sister
What's that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
It ain't like a man or dude to put hands on you
But sometimes y'all push us to the limit
Our feelings get caught up in it
I ain't trying to live that image of a Mike Tyson or Ike
So dismiss the force of fists in a fight
And it's unlikely that we have to take it there
Cause I'm a hustler not a fighter
But you love to make disputes unfair
For instance, when you start an argument
I'll let you state your case
When I display my emotions
You say "I'm throwing it in your face!"
You say, "Don't bring up the past, Brent
Cause you always got a point to make!"
But how can we move forward, not learning from our mistakes
Arguments are one-sided
And we end up saying "bye" without resolving the situation
Stop talking for several days
And get lost in the frustration
Cussing each other out
I feel the tension just escalating
Making me want to shout
I guess I can't complain, cause when we breakup it equals stress
But when we makeup, we end up by having the greatest sex
And yet
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Yeah, that number was just a client
Someone looking to buy into a couple of tracks
You said you wanted the facts, right
Well, her name was Kadiesha, Shanieka, something like that
Came to the crib a couple of times, I caught her contacts
And how quick you find her digits in my Sidekick three
And keep accusing me of sleeping with this broad down the street
Which leads to insecurities
And never did I assume you were cheating
Never crossed my mind, not even worth my time
You see your boy out on the grind, trying to make it better for us
I don't want you working, shit, I don't want you catching the bus
I want you reclined in a ride straight from them videos
I want a chauffeur to go open the others chauffeur's door
Then come get us out
See that's what I'm about
So next time you want to cuss and shout
Just know what your fussing about
Make no mistake, I'm no misogynist nigga
Plenty pussy's perfectly honored
But it's obvious, sister
What's that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Got problems of my own, and really I don't need that
You see I'm steady grinding, trying to make my G's stack
Boo, you can keep that
Got no tolerance for your whining
Bets believe that
I don't want no feedback
Credits
Writer(s): Brenton Michael Barge
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