Lotta Lessons Learned
So tired of being lied to
So tired of being judged for compromising what my pride do
Ion hide in no disguise this who I am
Watch who you lie to, it's only me
Can't tell bout yourself ion have the right to
The golden dream
Just venting to the mic
Sometimes I feel that's my therapist
Pain could've been avoided
I'm not no advocate for marriages
I do enjoy a plain Jane and a car to rock the karat's in
Choose your words carefully
That saves you from embarrassment, yea
Eternally I bandaged up wounds that never healed
Gave a bitch satisfaction for feeling what I feel
Gave love so many chances to show me if it's real
Trusted niggas in a place where I lay and pay bills
Cried to Ann so many times
She know the sound when I'm hurt
I feel I'm asleep in the Benz
Thinkin bout what I'm worth
I wish my nigga was alert and I had call off of work
Had hella respect for my homie til he sold me some dirt (Damn)
People change everyday
All it takes is one rich nigga to take her outta state
Buy her clothes she can't afford
Introduce her to a play
She flew back in Tom Ford and left her man the same day (Damn)
I love the staying out the way
Love the feel of holding money
Stepping on this Bathing Ape
Love smelling like Dior and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its cover but by the elements
There's power into trusting each other I seek evidence
Built stress behind these walls
And it gets hard when I try telling it
I'm curious bout yo life
See yo decisions got you wrestling
Our mind been out shape since we started taking all this medicine
Sometimes I feel ok
Other times I don't feel relevant
It's hard working on yourself
You gotta stay ahead of it (You gotta stay ahead of it)
Working on my people skills
Still feel like no one loves me
Depression gave me confidence
Won't put no one above me
Trying to put on front for some of these people kinda bugs me
I feel it when you tell me how you feel but could you trust me
I've carried some of yo secrets
I cried while you was sleeping
Smoke a zip to the face
I feel like every woman's cheating
I feel like time is always wasted
Some of them stories keep repeating
The road gets tougher everyday
I'll give you half or we ain't eating
Could you be real
Inside of fake shit
I been the only one to really show you where my faith gets
We settle for love
We scared to be alone, let's face it
Even when I'm wrong
I know this liquor helps me chase it
Most often I need a hug
But I don't wanna be touched
So I gotta talk to drugs
It's like my only lil crutch
I gotta habit just to thug it out
No matter how rough
Struggle everyday and fight thru it
No matter how tough
Tryna live amongst the standards
Billionaire on campus
Listening to Gotti album
He got cribs in the Hamptons
Shawty name Cinnamon
Her ass filled with insulin
Need some type discipline
In this world we've been living in
Sell out shows in Wimbledon
Smoked away my innocence
That mindset is old
It's time focus onto bigger shit
And that don't work for me
I get a bag they say I'm posed to give it back
But you ain't work for it
I go through it for real
Don't my business on the gram
Cause I'm determined to heal
Don't bring these niggas to my crib
Cause they determined to kill
Don't take these bitches on the road
All they want is thrill
Don't take these hoes out shopping
They want Louis Vuitton
They want Prada, rockin' Jordan's at the crib with LeBron
Her mama been sellin' pussy every since she was young
She got a box of condoms for her birthday and a thong (Uh)
Rolling grams out the zip
Stay playa you gonna be able to achieve whatever
Stay playa you gonna be able to stunt on whoever
Do it major you gon' be worth way more than a Tesla
Ion give a fuck about if niggas fuckin' you better
I ain't worried bout no clout
I'm out stacking my cheddar
Dolce and Gabbana the cologne and OV for the sweater
I love the losses cause for me it's so much easy to get up
It's way too easy to get up now
So tired of being judged for compromising what my pride do
Ion hide in no disguise this who I am
Watch who you lie to, it's only me
Can't tell bout yourself ion have the right to
The golden dream
Just venting to the mic
Sometimes I feel that's my therapist
Pain could've been avoided
I'm not no advocate for marriages
I do enjoy a plain Jane and a car to rock the karat's in
Choose your words carefully
That saves you from embarrassment, yea
Eternally I bandaged up wounds that never healed
Gave a bitch satisfaction for feeling what I feel
Gave love so many chances to show me if it's real
Trusted niggas in a place where I lay and pay bills
Cried to Ann so many times
She know the sound when I'm hurt
I feel I'm asleep in the Benz
Thinkin bout what I'm worth
I wish my nigga was alert and I had call off of work
Had hella respect for my homie til he sold me some dirt (Damn)
People change everyday
All it takes is one rich nigga to take her outta state
Buy her clothes she can't afford
Introduce her to a play
She flew back in Tom Ford and left her man the same day (Damn)
I love the staying out the way
Love the feel of holding money
Stepping on this Bathing Ape
Love smelling like Dior and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its cover but by the elements
There's power into trusting each other I seek evidence
Built stress behind these walls
And it gets hard when I try telling it
I'm curious bout yo life
See yo decisions got you wrestling
Our mind been out shape since we started taking all this medicine
Sometimes I feel ok
Other times I don't feel relevant
It's hard working on yourself
You gotta stay ahead of it (You gotta stay ahead of it)
Working on my people skills
Still feel like no one loves me
Depression gave me confidence
Won't put no one above me
Trying to put on front for some of these people kinda bugs me
I feel it when you tell me how you feel but could you trust me
I've carried some of yo secrets
I cried while you was sleeping
Smoke a zip to the face
I feel like every woman's cheating
I feel like time is always wasted
Some of them stories keep repeating
The road gets tougher everyday
I'll give you half or we ain't eating
Could you be real
Inside of fake shit
I been the only one to really show you where my faith gets
We settle for love
We scared to be alone, let's face it
Even when I'm wrong
I know this liquor helps me chase it
Most often I need a hug
But I don't wanna be touched
So I gotta talk to drugs
It's like my only lil crutch
I gotta habit just to thug it out
No matter how rough
Struggle everyday and fight thru it
No matter how tough
Tryna live amongst the standards
Billionaire on campus
Listening to Gotti album
He got cribs in the Hamptons
Shawty name Cinnamon
Her ass filled with insulin
Need some type discipline
In this world we've been living in
Sell out shows in Wimbledon
Smoked away my innocence
That mindset is old
It's time focus onto bigger shit
And that don't work for me
I get a bag they say I'm posed to give it back
But you ain't work for it
I go through it for real
Don't my business on the gram
Cause I'm determined to heal
Don't bring these niggas to my crib
Cause they determined to kill
Don't take these bitches on the road
All they want is thrill
Don't take these hoes out shopping
They want Louis Vuitton
They want Prada, rockin' Jordan's at the crib with LeBron
Her mama been sellin' pussy every since she was young
She got a box of condoms for her birthday and a thong (Uh)
Rolling grams out the zip
Stay playa you gonna be able to achieve whatever
Stay playa you gonna be able to stunt on whoever
Do it major you gon' be worth way more than a Tesla
Ion give a fuck about if niggas fuckin' you better
I ain't worried bout no clout
I'm out stacking my cheddar
Dolce and Gabbana the cologne and OV for the sweater
I love the losses cause for me it's so much easy to get up
It's way too easy to get up now
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Writer(s): Amir Powell, Jr.
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