JID, Russ, Bas - Black Women lyrics

JID [Destin Choice Route] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S.

Bas [Abbas Hamad]

[JID, Russ, Bas - Black Women lyrics]

Remember they always told me you
Would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder
You can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when
It comes to you
(Probably would've did the same)

I'll probably never change the way
I feel about you the feelings that I have
They'll probably never change
I just ignore the things that
They be saying 'bout you
Then make the ones without you
Really feel a way
It's crazy how you make the
People feel around you
You make 'em think it's
Power runnin' they veins
I know a couple niggas that
Will kill about you
There was time I probably woulda did the same
(Probably would've did the same)

Uh, even before I met you
Already knew you was evil
Crazy because you had a thing
You would do to the people
I was barely here, barely in
Begin to build ideas and thoughts
Start bearing my crosses
My path is often, misguided
When I listen or look into your eyes
I either get lost in it
Or see somethin' disheartening
Hearts livin' on my sleeve
It's harder to breathe
Without you, but with you I bleed
Followed by screens, followed by demons
I've tried to run but it's not about speed
It's not about you, it's all about me
All of my dreams is callin' me and it
Seems that you're all that I need
But where would I be if you
Was to up and leave see you here now
But tell me are you here to stay?
You never showed your face
'round here initially sun down
They on the prowl just to get the taste
Gun 'round, don't get gunned down
You can come now i'll probably never

Remember they always told me you
Would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder
You can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when
It comes to you
(Probably would've did the same)

I'll probably never change the way
I feel about you the feelings that I have
They'll probably never change
I just ignore the things that
They be saying 'bout you
Then make the ones without you
Really feel a way
It's crazy how you make the
People feel around you
You make 'em think it's
Power runnin' they veins
I know a couple niggas that
Will kill about you
There was time I probably woulda did the same
(Probably would've did the same)

Money, fuckin' up that Amex
Everybody panicks
Everybody back agains the wall now
Tell me what the plan is
When you had the chances?
And you need somebody you can call now
Tryna find a scapegoat
Drownin' in the same boat
Tryna hide it all from your children
Your brain is in escape mode
You don't have a J-O-B
So the kids need to feel it
I watchin' mom and dad stress
I kept the lights and the
Water with TuneCore checks then
Tension got tight, tighter than a bow
Marriage got weaker, divorce got closer
Money 'bout to come
Love was walkin' out the door though
Balance in media, in fights
You're tryna record though
Damned if I got it, damned if I didn't 'cause
Once the money came, the power got shifted
No income 'til I provided some
Every bite, every shower
Every light just remind them
That stubborn mom crazy, vice versa
They tryna figure out which vice worser
High off, angry, drunk off, petty
The both freefallin'
They both loved Tom Petty
Problems too deep, was the culprit
Money's the shooter and the
Doctor's so bullshit, yeah

Remember they always told me you
Would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder
You can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when
It comes to you
(Probably would've did the same)

Well not for me
Life is cheap, I been sellin' for a quarter P
I can't speak on it
On recordin' 'cause authorities
Want the deets on it
Can't afford the beep word
I'm in Dover street shoppin'
Guess I landed feet first switch up my
Mix match my Gucci with the Kenzo
It all depend who you depend on
I ain't lettin' me down, slow the beat down
Hit my tempo run up on me, catch a beatdown
Shawty want a nigga beat down on it
I'ma need tongue first
Shawty want a lil' relief
I got her swimmin' like it's Dunkerque
With no regard, I'm no life guard
Hate to burst all your balloons
But I'm realer when I puncture
Don't you die on the job, I know life's hard
But it's lethal when they leave you
Can appeal it like Ezekiel
When I peel back on your speak
I see fickle and a snake
Word couldn't hide the stench
Her, better find a bench
Bas life until the bank now, I'm back now

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