I GOT ISSUE$

You would think I was a sociopath, how emotionless I am, but I sold you on that
I had been told you that, I'm not good for you
I'm not the one to trust, but once these women get some dick in them, my bads never enough
You'd have an open case on me with restraining orders filed
And still sneak into my house late at night at any hour
Some would say to lock the door and never let her ass in
Well I know who ain't getting pussy, the last thing ima think
Ima smash her on the sink, on the floor or on the table
It's just how I keep her occupied lies, stories, fables
She would've left sooner if she knew that she was able
There's an issue when you think that you're in love with a stranger
For the thrill of it, shes into it
Her tears tasted sweet like some cinnamon
She let her guard down and she let him in
His walls still up for rememberance of who really has his heart
You're just left with the settlement

I got issues baby
I'm fucked up in my head I would apologize if I had sense to keep you blind
I'm not the guy that's on your mind
I'm not, I'm not
I hide it really well but I got issues, can't you tell
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up

You can keep it silly with me if you keep it jiggy with me like my nigga Jiggy
He be on the ones and twos, he with me till we be the duo that you want to be like
Tight like a freestyle, let me tell you something
Not every night gonna be wild
One day ima tuck you in and tell you all the details
When we living lavish we don't vaycay on the sea shells, order in the hotel
Movies on the sofa, do whatever takes my mind off being chief like sosa
More mimosas and joints packed to the bone
Sessions over, open up another one, rhyme until the light fades slowly
Leave you upstairs lonely in the bed thinking you were perfect for me and I thought Wrong
I see the world like a kaleidoscope or somehow in the fields
I can blast you with a sniper scope
Changing everything you know about me the dice will roll
If you'll live without me or pack and go
Am I collateral, or you are
Confusing the way I twist up the words, are you fond of me, are you dawn to me
Am I dusk to you, am I just a silver lining that makes sense to you, is this a joke to you
Manipulating you, every chance to leave stood here for the view.

I got issues baby
I'm fucked up in my head I would apologize if I had sense to keep you blind
I'm not the guy thats on your mind
I'm not, i'm not
I hide it really well but I got issues, cant you tell
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up

You gon have to stop that, drop that, go down on your knees baby
Use your eyes when you talk to me baby
I know what you need
You ain't got on jeans, this is what you asking for
I bet it is, I bet that I could be
I give you kids
I be everything I should be
You the wiz, give me brains and I would see
I would, I would, I would
but I got issues baby
I got issues baby



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Writer(s): Juan Santos
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