Every Dog Has His Days
Sad to say every dog has his days, I done met some bad bitches that I really should've played
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
I was really tryna fuck with you, like A-Boogie I hate I even got comfortable
Mind racing thinking bout how he was touching you
Stupid bitch I should've never even fucked with you
Like I know you regret it, look at the diamonds how they dance on the necklace
I blow dope, and get high to try to deal with the pressure, I'm stressing
Cause I cared and you caught me slipping, and bitches beg for my heart then wonder why it's missing
Come to think about it, I was tripping for having faith and giving time to any of these bitches
Knowing damn well they only care when you winning
And when you down these bitches won't even pay you attention
I should've focused on myself, and focused on the mission
But I can't lie the way she ride, it had me addicted
Booked a flight all on my lonely had to get missing
Shit had me sick, still to this day that's why it's fuck bitches
Middle finger in the air, I hope you feel this in your soul
I would've never locked it down if I knew you was a hoe
Had my heart and then you sold, niggas talk what if he told?
Hope he don't think he's untouchable, these bullets leave holes
For any nigga acting bold, heart's frozen shit's cold, everybody gotta go
Got me acting out of character
Could've fucked your friend that day when she was mad at you
Should've fucked your friend that day to get back at you
Sad to say every dog has his days, I done met some bad bitches that I really should've played
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
Yeah, get the fuck from out my face with that
Yeah, out my face
Uh, yeah uh
I know I said wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
I said, fuck these bitches I'ma focus on music
Bitches love to say they with you, but I promise it ain't true and
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
Said I wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
Sad to say every dog has his days, I done met some bad bitches that I really should've played
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
I know I said wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
But we all go through it
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
I was really tryna fuck with you, like A-Boogie I hate I even got comfortable
Mind racing thinking bout how he was touching you
Stupid bitch I should've never even fucked with you
Like I know you regret it, look at the diamonds how they dance on the necklace
I blow dope, and get high to try to deal with the pressure, I'm stressing
Cause I cared and you caught me slipping, and bitches beg for my heart then wonder why it's missing
Come to think about it, I was tripping for having faith and giving time to any of these bitches
Knowing damn well they only care when you winning
And when you down these bitches won't even pay you attention
I should've focused on myself, and focused on the mission
But I can't lie the way she ride, it had me addicted
Booked a flight all on my lonely had to get missing
Shit had me sick, still to this day that's why it's fuck bitches
Middle finger in the air, I hope you feel this in your soul
I would've never locked it down if I knew you was a hoe
Had my heart and then you sold, niggas talk what if he told?
Hope he don't think he's untouchable, these bullets leave holes
For any nigga acting bold, heart's frozen shit's cold, everybody gotta go
Got me acting out of character
Could've fucked your friend that day when she was mad at you
Should've fucked your friend that day to get back at you
Sad to say every dog has his days, I done met some bad bitches that I really should've played
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
Yeah, get the fuck from out my face with that
Yeah, out my face
Uh, yeah uh
I know I said wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
I said, fuck these bitches I'ma focus on music
Bitches love to say they with you, but I promise it ain't true and
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
Said I wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
Sad to say every dog has his days, I done met some bad bitches that I really should've played
Got me thinking bout my Ex, thinking damn, I should've stayed
Mind is like a maze, sorry if you caught a stray
Truth is, these bitches cheat then they lie to your face, try to hide it behind tears but on God they be fake
Now I treat em like they games, lotta bitches they be lames
I don't even wanna touch, get the fuck from out my face
I know I said wouldn't do it, but I gotta go do it
Let off One, Two, Three! Who the fuck shot Cupid?
Put the blame on these bitches, tryna play me like I'm stupid
You might think that you safe, but we all go through it
But we all go through it
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Writer(s): Fadil Hanley
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