You Ain't Gotta Explain It

You broke my heart into a thousand words
Can't eat or sleep

Just sit and think
Then Grab my phone and purge...

You're pointing fingers
Trying to justify the way you're living

Posting on facebook
Just to confirm that I ain't tripping

I'm in my feelings...
Cuz ain't nuthin really making sense

On Face time or if when we in person
Shit just too intense... I Breathe

And just try to get through this shit
So I don't need all these distractions

Dividing my attention
Between money and your reactions

The Grind mode and the passion
Convenient wit how we treat each other

Lacking the compassion
To compromise

Instead of keeping It all G
You doing a lot of hiding

Avoiding facts
Now you're trying to provoke domestic violence

You either yelling at a nigga
Or it's awkward silence

Instead of talking to each other
We tell our friends our problems

Not even trying to solve it
Being evasive

Your actions speaking louder
Than what ur saying

U ain't even gotta explain it...

I'll take some time out
To address some issues

Before shit get too outta hand
And it come down to pistols

I'd rather lead come out my pencil
Than go through your tissue

Or have somebody break out tissues
Than to hug and kiss you

In real life, niggas get killed
Behind the way they feel

I find myself pinching my friends
To see if they're really real

Fr fr
It's hard to say that niggas is yo patnas

Cuz in private
When u ain't watching
Them Niggas talking about Ya

But in your face they're solid
Been knowing you since college

I'm hearing shit...
But u more concerned
Bout how I got that knowledge

Stead of talking bout it like men
You hanging up and shit

Nigga You act just like my bitch
With all these texts and these voice messages

Seems like a lot of animosity
Been building up...
But u should know by now
That I ain't built to give no fuck

About no nigga thats always
Talking Through his anus

Only to try to apologize later
My nigga... you ain't gotta explain it

In my heart I'll always forgive you
But I'll never forget

That like anybody
You're capable and you fuck up some shit

Wish you'd shut the fuck up listen
Instead being so sensitive

If I end up hurting your feelings
Just know it wasn't intentional

But I ain't selling no miracles
I'm a give it to you straight

Like Hennessy on the rocks
Or them shots of that Dussie

That Sugar coating fa fakes
I don't think much of mistakes

Maybe you do that shit on purpose
And you're really a snake

Thats why I'm... burning this grass
Blowing smoke in your face

Bitch Ain't nothing but time and space
But I got none of it to waste

On mother fuckers playing stupid
That's why my circle of trust
Is bout as big as my pupils

Cuz you worrisome ass niggas
Too Often become a nuisance

Thinking that taking losses
Weigh equal to your excuses

So deuces... And truth is
I don't fuck wit niggas
If we ain't on the same shit

If something happens
You ain't do shit to change it

So you ain't gotta explain it