Simple
Yea
Swear this shit ain't too simple
How she smilin', just look at her dimples
I swear all the of the shit that I been through
Memories replay in my mental
Moving on this shit ain't simple
Hold on this shit ain't simple
Her smiling look at her dimples
Can't lie this shit ain't simple
I don't lie when I say that I miss you
Feel myself when I hug and I kiss you
I think we gotta separate
I ain't really tryna go and I know we make mistakes
And I know that we was riding, 'til we crash on a speed way
I just want you right beside me, shouldn't be no other way
But now I put you right behind me, gotta go the other way
Damn, how the fuck Imma forget you?
Don't want you with nobody 'cause they, really don't get you
Feelin' on ya body got you, talkin' in symbols
But I can't lie, I like that girl too much I wish I never met her
I knew that she was as a goodie, got my hoodie, got my sweater
If you need me, pull up on you
Rainy, snowy, any weather
Don't know who you gonna be with, 'cause there ain't nobody better
Thought we gonna stay together
Thought this shit would last forever
I stand on what I said, I ain't folding under pressure
And our love isn't dead it's just, rollin' on a stretcher
Dependent on each other, independent my endeavors
And my swag she tryna jack it
Imma jack it, I'm a letterman
Swag this my own, learned on my own to be a better man
Don't trust nobody, get ya bag up and don't stretch ya hand
Ain't my time to go, it's time to go up to a better land
There ain't no competition, like damn, who better than me?
How you steppin'? I just do it, I be in my Nikes
If she wanna ride me, just don't mess up my white tee
I be sweet, sometimes I'm sour, lemon lime my iced tea
Headphones and a spliff, how all my nights be
Am I crazy?
Well damn, I guess a nigga might be
Tryna cope with this pain, it's fuckin' with my psyche
Think I got a screw loose, just turn off all the lights please
Swear all the of the shit that I been through
Memories replay in my mental
Moving on, this shit ain't simple
Hold on, this shit ain't simple
She smilin', look at her dimples
Can't lie, this shit ain't simple
I don't lie, when I say that I miss you, feel myself when I hug and I kiss you
I think I gotta separate,
I ain't really tryna go and I know I make mistakes
And I know that we was riding 'til we crash on a speed way
I just want you right beside me
Shouldn't be no other way
But now I put you right behind me gotta go the other way
Swear this shit ain't too simple
How she smilin', just look at her dimples
I swear all the of the shit that I been through
Memories replay in my mental
Moving on this shit ain't simple
Hold on this shit ain't simple
Her smiling look at her dimples
Can't lie this shit ain't simple
I don't lie when I say that I miss you
Feel myself when I hug and I kiss you
I think we gotta separate
I ain't really tryna go and I know we make mistakes
And I know that we was riding, 'til we crash on a speed way
I just want you right beside me, shouldn't be no other way
But now I put you right behind me, gotta go the other way
Damn, how the fuck Imma forget you?
Don't want you with nobody 'cause they, really don't get you
Feelin' on ya body got you, talkin' in symbols
But I can't lie, I like that girl too much I wish I never met her
I knew that she was as a goodie, got my hoodie, got my sweater
If you need me, pull up on you
Rainy, snowy, any weather
Don't know who you gonna be with, 'cause there ain't nobody better
Thought we gonna stay together
Thought this shit would last forever
I stand on what I said, I ain't folding under pressure
And our love isn't dead it's just, rollin' on a stretcher
Dependent on each other, independent my endeavors
And my swag she tryna jack it
Imma jack it, I'm a letterman
Swag this my own, learned on my own to be a better man
Don't trust nobody, get ya bag up and don't stretch ya hand
Ain't my time to go, it's time to go up to a better land
There ain't no competition, like damn, who better than me?
How you steppin'? I just do it, I be in my Nikes
If she wanna ride me, just don't mess up my white tee
I be sweet, sometimes I'm sour, lemon lime my iced tea
Headphones and a spliff, how all my nights be
Am I crazy?
Well damn, I guess a nigga might be
Tryna cope with this pain, it's fuckin' with my psyche
Think I got a screw loose, just turn off all the lights please
Swear all the of the shit that I been through
Memories replay in my mental
Moving on, this shit ain't simple
Hold on, this shit ain't simple
She smilin', look at her dimples
Can't lie, this shit ain't simple
I don't lie, when I say that I miss you, feel myself when I hug and I kiss you
I think I gotta separate,
I ain't really tryna go and I know I make mistakes
And I know that we was riding 'til we crash on a speed way
I just want you right beside me
Shouldn't be no other way
But now I put you right behind me gotta go the other way
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Henry, Jr.
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