Ian Isiah - N.U.T.S lyrics

All y'all men just run in the back
I'm 'bout to pull my gun on her
Y'all are selling 
He's a man,  he's a woman?
That's a disgrace, an abomination

Smoking up
My garden's making flowers you don't water
Life's too short to live the same day
Twice again tomorrow
Make new memories today
Them old ones can't affect you
Nobody is perfect, baby
We all deserve better

You gotta make some room
You gotta make some room
For people that wanna love you

It's about to hit patience running thin
Do you feel the drip?
Can't stop my blessings
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you the shit)
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you)
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you the shit)
Nigga, you the shit

You gotta make some room
You gotta make some room
For people that wanna love you
Nigga, you the shit (Oh)
For people that wanna love you
Nigga, you the shit

Well, there's a voice in your head
That says you're better off dead
Too much part-time service
No full-time success
If you know you're worth it
Then treat you the best easy problem-solving
Got you ready for the test

You gotta make some room
You gotta make some room
For people that wanna love you

It's about to hit patience running thin
Do you feel the drip?
Can't stop my blessings
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you the shit)
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you)
Nigga, you the shit (Nigga, you the shit)
Nigga, you the shit (yeah)

You gotta make some room (Oh)
You gotta make some room (O oh)
For people that wanna love you

It's about to hit patience running thin
(People that wanna love you)
Do you feel the drip?
Can't stop my blessings nigga, you the shit

All y'all men just run in the back
I'm 'bout to pull my gun on her
After selling he's a man, he's a woman?
That's a disgrace, an abomination