ISSUES (BRANDY)
Baby I know I got some problems got some issues
You give your heart to me I swear I will not misuse
Forever be a part of me girl I ain't tryna miss you
Cupid so stupid shot my heart up with a missile
So much shit on my mind
Got to clear my mental
Fake shit to the left fake shit to the right
Who really wit you
And I can't waste no more time
Bitch I'm him don't ask who
I came to take all what's mine
And I won't give it back oh
Every day I wake up roll up
Make ways go up
There's money I'm tryna touch
This money it ain't enough
This niggas talk like they tough
But they don't be on nun
You better run me my strips
Before I run up outta love
Started making music now these niggas moving sus
Say shit then I do it you can never call my bluff
I'm just moving with my movement yea I do that shit because
They the ones who get me through it yea I do that shit for chum
Pussy boy can keep the crumbs
Cause I'm focused on them digits
Gotta hold on work on my decisions
Said she want it from I'm like be specific
She put that water on me wet like the pacific ay
I see all my dreams close my eyes and get lifted
They like how you go so crazy but you keep it so simplistic
I can't be distracted by these lames Im on a mission
Mama don't like my songs said my shit explicit
I'm tryna right my wrongs tryna wake up go get it
Pain all in my lungs smoking that shit expensive
Niggas tryna take my funds it's a lot I ain't forgiving yea
Ima do what I want I'ma go and get it
Baby I know I got some problems got some issues
You give your heart to me I swear I will not misuse
Forever be a part of me girl I ain't tryna miss you
Cupid so stupid shot my heart up with a missile
So much shit on my mind
Got to clear my mental
Fake shit to the left fake shit to the right
Who really wit you
And I can't waste no more time
Bitch I'm him don't ask who
I came to take all what's mine
And I won't give it back oh
Every day I wake up roll up
Make ways go up
There's money I'm tryna touch
This money it ain't enough
This niggas talk like they tough
But they don't be on nun
You better run me my strips
Before I run up outta love
You give your heart to me I swear I will not misuse
Forever be a part of me girl I ain't tryna miss you
Cupid so stupid shot my heart up with a missile
So much shit on my mind
Got to clear my mental
Fake shit to the left fake shit to the right
Who really wit you
And I can't waste no more time
Bitch I'm him don't ask who
I came to take all what's mine
And I won't give it back oh
Every day I wake up roll up
Make ways go up
There's money I'm tryna touch
This money it ain't enough
This niggas talk like they tough
But they don't be on nun
You better run me my strips
Before I run up outta love
Started making music now these niggas moving sus
Say shit then I do it you can never call my bluff
I'm just moving with my movement yea I do that shit because
They the ones who get me through it yea I do that shit for chum
Pussy boy can keep the crumbs
Cause I'm focused on them digits
Gotta hold on work on my decisions
Said she want it from I'm like be specific
She put that water on me wet like the pacific ay
I see all my dreams close my eyes and get lifted
They like how you go so crazy but you keep it so simplistic
I can't be distracted by these lames Im on a mission
Mama don't like my songs said my shit explicit
I'm tryna right my wrongs tryna wake up go get it
Pain all in my lungs smoking that shit expensive
Niggas tryna take my funds it's a lot I ain't forgiving yea
Ima do what I want I'ma go and get it
Baby I know I got some problems got some issues
You give your heart to me I swear I will not misuse
Forever be a part of me girl I ain't tryna miss you
Cupid so stupid shot my heart up with a missile
So much shit on my mind
Got to clear my mental
Fake shit to the left fake shit to the right
Who really wit you
And I can't waste no more time
Bitch I'm him don't ask who
I came to take all what's mine
And I won't give it back oh
Every day I wake up roll up
Make ways go up
There's money I'm tryna touch
This money it ain't enough
This niggas talk like they tough
But they don't be on nun
You better run me my strips
Before I run up outta love
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Gordon
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