Cautious

Manifesto, he say it's on his chest tho
Got something to say, he gon' create like Van Gogh
Cut the check hoe, I want my percent tho
Missin' all your shots but I make mine in my free throw
Got me fucked up feeling nauseous
Always in my head thinking bout how to be cautious
If we could've saw this way before the nonsense
We could've stopped it but now I'm cautious, too cautious
September baby, no not August
I did everything I could, everyday, it felt exhausting
I tried my hardest and put forth all my effort
I did it all for us so that we both could be better
But it's no pressure I supported you like that
I never asked for nothing back
You didn't try, that's cap
I never asked to fight, sure as hell didn't need to do all that
I had your back, even when you ain't cut yourself slack
I had your mental got me going all insane
You put it on me and didn't realize til this day
I kept the heat because I wanted you to be okay
Now I'm catching up, cause I always put you before me
Manifesto, he say it's on his chest tho
Got something to say, he gon' create like Van Gogh
Cut the check hoe, I want my percent tho
Missin' all your shots but I make mine in my free throw
In my free throw, I did it like I'm Meech tho
I shoot my shots and I make em like I preach hoe
I got it, it's all in my pocket
I just focus on my craft and keep on fucking watchin'
I held you down when it's rocky but when it came to me
You threw me out like I'm nothing, you just wanted me to leave
I stayed waiting for you hoping you would walk right through the door
You prayed on my downfall, ran to your job and the law
You see how that played out now you want some more
I was stupid gave you another chance
Cause you I adore
My love for you never ran light
The only thing I realized is this path isn't right
Can't trust you not to push me out my bed in the night
Safety is my biggest thing and I won't put up a fight
I gotta have me and mines so I won't argue bout a room
Bitch, goodbye
But when it's my turn and on this vacation you are the guest
You switch up on me like a little bitch right over a text
Was it that deep? Or could you not afford to come with me
The biggest teapot is that this vacation was really free
Nah, for real I can't do this immature shit
You a grown man why you acting like a kid?
You know damn well the circumstances
Why would you act so damn selfish?
Everything's about you, let's stop the world
Put your fork down and text the girl
Acting like it's urgent, quick, hurry, tell
But they can't do nothing any-how
Manifesto, he say it's on his chest tho
Got something to say, he gon' create like Van Gogh
Cut the check hoe, I want my percent tho
Missin' all your shots but I make mine in my free throw
In my free throw, I did it like I'm Meech tho
I shoot my shots and I make em like I preach hoe
I got it, it's all in my pocket
I just focus on my craft and keep on fucking watchin'



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Writer(s): Jeremy Bohn
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