Kenny, Huey V, Vincent Spence - Mixed Personalities lyrics

It is what is (It is what it is)
Nigga, don't touch me, you got a write one
Huh? (Write one)
What she found in my phone, got her piped up
(Phone, got her piped up)
Yeah, sneaky link got me airing out the crib
She smell
Another bitch on my lips, can't lie to her
Fuck
Pull a knife on me, baby, you must be crazy
Ay (You must be crazy)
That's why I love you though
Crash burn and there's another one
You'd think I learn from you
But tell a lie for too long
You forget the truth
I don't check you 'bout it
You like mind games
But I got mind control over you
Now You been up three weeks
You ain't heard a word from me
Courtside from thе curb feel different
(Feel differеnt)

Mm, yeah, yeah, I see you shawty
(See you shawty) hate that you did me wrong
The Grass ain't always greener though
When I'm in my bag I forget about you
My new bitch bad too
You ain't have to ask me
I know what you mad for mixed personalities
One minute you need me here
Next minute you need be alone
Say you want a nigga like Nipsey
But you don't move nothing like Lauren
LB's in the backpack with me
Front three if you bring back four
(If you bring back four)

Yeah, you wear your heart on your shoulder
(Heart on your shoulder)
I hold this weight on my chest though
Love feel like cardiac arrest, don't it?
(Cardiac arrest)
Like when the molly get the best of you
(Get the best of you) attitude on you
Make me look like I'm a pacifist
We going through it, I pay for the damages
Why would I bring you where cameras are?
Kill me dead
Let you cross me again like a herringbone
When you know you wrong
Disappear like Amelia Heart (Mm-mm)
Girls from the city outrages
Real thick like my savings account
My name get around like
News mail daily though
So you know I ain't taking, I'm paid though
(I'm paid though) you different (Different)

Mm, yeah, yeah, I see you shawty
(See you shawty) hate that you did me wrong
The Grass ain't always greener though
When I'm in my bag I forget about you
My new bitch bad too
You ain't have to ask me
I know what you mad for mixed personalities
One minute you need me here
Next minute you need be alone
Say you want a nigga like Nipsey
But you don't move nothing like Lauren
LB's in the backpack with me
Front three if you bring back four
(If you bring back four)