It's Complicated (Bonus)
She gotta big heart, but it's a small town
At night she feen for love, it never come around
Cus half of them is thugs, the other half she dated
And trynna be friends got too complicated
She looking for her soul mate
I think I need my queen
I learned never to force it that only intervenes with the fate
I hit her up and couldn't wait another second
She hit me back like she back with one of her exes
And I'm like, after all he did
I mean he called you bitch
He put his hands on you
Was bruises on your wrist
You tell me its the time you spent with him
You afraid of being with someone new so he cheat on you
You just forgive
But that ain't love, baby girl you should know better
Now adays, these girls just need four letters
But I think I'm cursed, I never find what's real
And regret the time I spent cus I could've been here and it's so
I'm just a
Good kid in a mad city
No this isn't Compton but what's really common
Gun shots in my area then you hear the sirens
A body hit the cocrete, then his mother finds him
I'm working on my sonics
These women get astonished
I pull up get behind her
These niggas ain't a problem
I spit that heat that lava
I'm someone you'd be proud of
I see the peak and climb up
The bright lights never blind us
Quiet down quiet down let the prince talk
I just work hard and let the pen talk
I'm on the big stage you in the front row
I let the world know they let your girl know
Yeah, and I'm just getting started
These verses golden these lyrics will never tarnish
I spit this shit the illest niggas prolly end up vomit
And she suck me up like when the vacuum hit the carpet
Phrosizin me getting profit I'ma profit spit that gospel
If it's beef I leave you dead on arrival
With a vinyl playing that's Lionel Richie
Pick me apart, but can't defeat me
It's easy, I keep it flowing like Fiji
I got dreams so I ain't got no time to chill
I think I might be cursed I'm never finding whats real
Soon as I meet em I need em and get attached in my feels
And then regret the time I spent cus I could've been here and it's so
At night she feen for love, it never come around
Cus half of them is thugs, the other half she dated
And trynna be friends got too complicated
She looking for her soul mate
I think I need my queen
I learned never to force it that only intervenes with the fate
I hit her up and couldn't wait another second
She hit me back like she back with one of her exes
And I'm like, after all he did
I mean he called you bitch
He put his hands on you
Was bruises on your wrist
You tell me its the time you spent with him
You afraid of being with someone new so he cheat on you
You just forgive
But that ain't love, baby girl you should know better
Now adays, these girls just need four letters
But I think I'm cursed, I never find what's real
And regret the time I spent cus I could've been here and it's so
I'm just a
Good kid in a mad city
No this isn't Compton but what's really common
Gun shots in my area then you hear the sirens
A body hit the cocrete, then his mother finds him
I'm working on my sonics
These women get astonished
I pull up get behind her
These niggas ain't a problem
I spit that heat that lava
I'm someone you'd be proud of
I see the peak and climb up
The bright lights never blind us
Quiet down quiet down let the prince talk
I just work hard and let the pen talk
I'm on the big stage you in the front row
I let the world know they let your girl know
Yeah, and I'm just getting started
These verses golden these lyrics will never tarnish
I spit this shit the illest niggas prolly end up vomit
And she suck me up like when the vacuum hit the carpet
Phrosizin me getting profit I'ma profit spit that gospel
If it's beef I leave you dead on arrival
With a vinyl playing that's Lionel Richie
Pick me apart, but can't defeat me
It's easy, I keep it flowing like Fiji
I got dreams so I ain't got no time to chill
I think I might be cursed I'm never finding whats real
Soon as I meet em I need em and get attached in my feels
And then regret the time I spent cus I could've been here and it's so
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Keaton
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