Don't Understand.

I don't get it, why they don't wanna see me up
And I been winning, niggas mad because they stuck
How I been living, really feel like I need to slow down
Drugs got me tripping, don't even know who I can trust now

But I need a bust down, before it's all said and done
Niggas sneak diss like hoes now, what happened to being a hunnid
Can't trust these hoes, they all out
Probably fucking on your cousin

Probably fucking on your brother when you get locked up in that jam
This shit be crazy how life go, I remember I was eating spam
Now it's bennies on a average day
Can't fuck with dude he's counterfeit

I'm good off all that sucker shit
Stay they fuck from around me
It's crazy how they don't wanna salute, they'd rather down me
They don't wanna see me get no money at all

It's crazy how I always run to the money and they was just wishing I'd fall
But I kept my balance, that shit wasn't easy
Yeah, it took some practice
These niggas be capping like they living lavish

Boy, you living average, be for real
I can see straight through them smoking mirrors, boy, I know the real
I just be sitting back laughing in the lab, cooking magic
I ain't doing no capping on the status, bitch, get active

Them niggas ain't getting no cabbage, pockets flat, this shit be tragic
I ain't tryna kick it with nobody, I don't fuck with niggas
Better off doing shit by myself, cause I don't trust these niggas
You better off going to be with him, cause too much shit come with you

He can deal with all of that shit, cause I'm done with you
Had my fun with you, it was cool while it lasted
Its all love, witcha, but you come with too much baggage
Grave dug witcha, I just gotta close the casket

I just gotta close the casket
Gotta leave it where we left it
I don't get it, I don't get it, yeah
I just don't get it, I don't get it

Why they don't wanna see me up
And I been winning, niggas mad because they stuck
How I been living
Really feel like I need to slow down

Drugs got me tripping, don't even know who I can trust now
But I need a bust down, before it's all said and done
Niggas sneak diss like hoes now, what happened to being a hunnid
Can't trust these hoes, they all out

Probably fucking on your cousin
Probably fucking on your brother when you get locked up in that jam



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Writer(s): Jalen Pierre
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