Questions

I've got all this love to give
The way a lot of these women moving I don't fuck with
Oh he ain't yo man, y'all just, nah I don't trust it
Too many people settle for situations their stuck in
Take a picture, post a picture, edit it for clarity
Trynna prove to strangers that you're happy is so embarrassing
Giving food to homeless but you post it
Good samaritan ass niggas
We see yo spirits flat, add some air in it
Emulating confidence can be confused with arrogance and
Anything you sharing let's the world control the narrative
I could be yo lover be yo nigga on some playa shit
A therapist to sit there and just listen when it merits it
Nah you don't really want it, this all a performance
Someone told you if you lived this way you would enjoy it
Maybe it ain't for you, what some consider normal
Reaching out too others when you down to support you

Questions
We can't get time back so where do you invest it
Do you think you know it all or do you still ask
Questions
We all got questions
Yeah, yeah

Too many going fold say it's just too hard to handle
Jump into something when they ain't do the proper planning
Got lonely and lowered standards
Got hurt and they left the damage
Without healing now the person they dealing with has to gamble
Is it worth it
That's a question that you have to ask yourself
Happy now and then you find years later shit been whack as hell
You gotta stop n' smell the roses
Quit flipping through those pages in that book it's time to close it
I'm only looking forward where a lot can't go and
I'm not interested in jumping in relationships for boredom
I'm workin towards something it's effortless to ignore em
Just because you smile doesn't me mean it's all good
What ain't said is understood
Are you lonely or in love
Are you working through your trauma or escaping through the lust
What you doing

Questions
We can't get time back so where do you invest it
Do you think you know it all or do you still ask
Questions
We all got questions
Yeah, yeah

Insecure and highly self aware, but they don't care
So we quick to spark some shit into the air n' call it therapy
I feel like every struggle I've faced recently is preparing me
Poor boy turned rich man with no comparisons
I don't need nothing but music n' time to go cut it
My instruments sharp as they coming
I'm searching for something
And drugs they don't help they just numb it
Just cut all that baggage you lugging
And grow baby
Go n' strut that self love in your way
If niggas tell you stay up, don't wait
Keep yo eyes straight you'll be going places
They fasho goin hate it
I know so much about this topic cause I lived it
I did the work and put my self in this position
The way a lot of people move I don't fuck with
Too many of em settle for situations their stuck in