Strange

I been too good to you
I do the things that you like
I go along with your fights
I deal with everything
I don't say words
I don't think twice
Look, I've been down for the road
I'm not just tryna go ghost
But like, that's got to change
That's gon change nah, nah, nah

Done with your shit
That shit strange nah, nah, nah
I'm tired of dealing with commotions
And hoping you
See these things wide open
And difference in emotions
No devotion, oh no

You got your shit
I got my shit
And that's the truth
You disappear
And reappear
In time for you
With grains of salt
I take your words
Cause they not true

I don't really think you really understand
When you supply it, I ask for demand
There's no way to slow it
We fell off, I know it
Everything I've given you
You took and you've just thrown it

Never been the one to go complain
Sitting, writing this, I feel ashamed
There's no way to slow it
We fell off, I know it
Everything I've given you
You took and you've just thrown it

You and me we supposed to blow off everybody
You and me we supposed go ahead get naughty
For you I woulda cut off anybody
I don't care
Now I don't care
Talking bout how I don't share
I don't share

You say time is getting rough but I got time though
You say you been putting up with a lot though
I guess you switching your sides when you feel locked though
That leaves one of us unlocked to fill with side hoes

You got your shit, I got my shit
You disappear and reappear
With grains of salt I take your words
Cause they not true
That's what you do

I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
Oh, baby



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Writer(s): Ira Lee Dean, Chris Allen Wallin
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