Don't Wanna Be
Yeah
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
There's no guarantees of
What we become
I
Don't wanna be
Nothing insane
No
Don't wanna be
But look what you've done
Look what you've done
Life
The same way we share
Is the same way we've fallen
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be
Look what you've done
"Yeah"
Look what you've done
Look
First I wanna say fuck them niggas
Cause I ont run
I ont hide
I ont duck them niggas
Nah
Them boys cliche
With the traits of a woman with ya bitch ass
Hey
Never needed teams
Nigga you can do the math
Aye
Yeah I'm bout that
Simmer down with the Childs Play
All up in the crowd
Point em out
Point em out please
With the bullshit nigga don't bring it my way
Im fucked up
And I worked too hard for this shit
So fuck every nigga ain't for me
Bitch I put my heart in this shit
You niggas keep stealing shit from me
Please tell em get off of this dick
I see why you nigga's are salty
Don't want me to fuck up ya shit
Don't fuck with them nigga's they faulty
It's just some things I ain't gone leave alone
Nah
Say what you say
I disagree with y'all
Cause you nigga's ain't like that
You nigga's behind backs
You fronting
You flodgin
You faking
Mistaken for real Ain't no real nigga's like that
Look what you've done
No guarantees of
What we become
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
No guarantees of
What we become
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
There's no guarantees of
What we become
I
Don't wanna be
Nothing insane
No
Don't wanna be
But look what you've done
Look what you've done
Life
The same way we share
Is the same way we've fallen
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
Don't wanna be
Don't wanna be
Look what you've done
"Yeah"
Look what you've done
Look
First I wanna say fuck them niggas
Cause I ont run
I ont hide
I ont duck them niggas
Nah
Them boys cliche
With the traits of a woman with ya bitch ass
Hey
Never needed teams
Nigga you can do the math
Aye
Yeah I'm bout that
Simmer down with the Childs Play
All up in the crowd
Point em out
Point em out please
With the bullshit nigga don't bring it my way
Im fucked up
And I worked too hard for this shit
So fuck every nigga ain't for me
Bitch I put my heart in this shit
You niggas keep stealing shit from me
Please tell em get off of this dick
I see why you nigga's are salty
Don't want me to fuck up ya shit
Don't fuck with them nigga's they faulty
It's just some things I ain't gone leave alone
Nah
Say what you say
I disagree with y'all
Cause you nigga's ain't like that
You nigga's behind backs
You fronting
You flodgin
You faking
Mistaken for real Ain't no real nigga's like that
Look what you've done
No guarantees of
What we become
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
No guarantees of
What we become
Look what you've done
Look what you've done
Credits
Writer(s): Myriha Treat
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