Bad Decisions
She like it when I talk about my feelings
Talk about my feelings
Lay on top my bed I stare to the ceiling
Talk about my demons my demons
We get lit to the past the time
I'm on Henny she's on whine
Drink our pain now we are fine
When I'm with you ain't no other feeling
That I'm tryna feel
You are the recipe too sweet
You are the beauty in my dreams
You are the remedy for pain
You make me wanna go to sleep and see the next day and repeat
You got me feeling different ways
You got me saying shit I never thought I'd say
I guess I thought that love is fake
Well I don't know but either way
I've done some things I regret to this day
No I'm not perfect
I'm not flawless
Two pair of jeans and a pound to my pocket
Home stu in my closest
Jet fuel and rocket
We living up and we lighting up
We ain't goto no clubs
We get licked then we fuck
We making them jealous
Is just me and this girl hoodie up I'm like earl
She cute and got curls
Man this love ain't for me but I think this is real
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody
I told you that I'm working but you don't wanna hear dat
You just wanna feel me
You just want the real me
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody and when you introduce me
Tell me that you love me and show me to your family
Tell them that you love me
Why you think I have hundred hoes not into groupies
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody
I told you that I'm working but you don't wanna hear dat
You just wanna feel me
You just want the real me
I thought that you knew me yeah
So why you getting moody
Talk about my feelings
Lay on top my bed I stare to the ceiling
Talk about my demons my demons
We get lit to the past the time
I'm on Henny she's on whine
Drink our pain now we are fine
When I'm with you ain't no other feeling
That I'm tryna feel
You are the recipe too sweet
You are the beauty in my dreams
You are the remedy for pain
You make me wanna go to sleep and see the next day and repeat
You got me feeling different ways
You got me saying shit I never thought I'd say
I guess I thought that love is fake
Well I don't know but either way
I've done some things I regret to this day
No I'm not perfect
I'm not flawless
Two pair of jeans and a pound to my pocket
Home stu in my closest
Jet fuel and rocket
We living up and we lighting up
We ain't goto no clubs
We get licked then we fuck
We making them jealous
Is just me and this girl hoodie up I'm like earl
She cute and got curls
Man this love ain't for me but I think this is real
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody
I told you that I'm working but you don't wanna hear dat
You just wanna feel me
You just want the real me
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody and when you introduce me
Tell me that you love me and show me to your family
Tell them that you love me
Why you think I have hundred hoes not into groupies
I thought that you knew me
Why you getting moody
I told you that I'm working but you don't wanna hear dat
You just wanna feel me
You just want the real me
I thought that you knew me yeah
So why you getting moody
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Writer(s): Brandon Reid
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