London Yellow - Maybe lyrics
[London Yellow - Maybe lyrics]
My people switch up they think I made it
Started acting different cold and distance
Something ain't right
What the fuck am I missing?
All this food to cook but there ain't
No one inside my kitchen
Maybe it's lies from all these broken women
Telephone happy I never locked my heart away
I knew something was wrong
Y'all ain't even talk to me
As simple as stopping
Picking up the phone and calling me (Hello?)
Or maybe it's jealousy
But why would they envy me?
I share my food, money, platform and entity
How the fuck my home dogs
Turn into my enemies?
Used to think it was now till
We're fed to the centipedes
Maybe they wanted more than what I could give
If that's the case, don't know
What to say but, what gives?
Maybe I'm just too cringe
It really be your own friends
I wish that I could close
The door and listen in
I wonder what they say when I'm not
Around to give my two cents
Got almost everything I want
But something ain't right
Still sleeping through the day up
Thinking through the night like:
"How come I'm the nigga that always get cut
Off? When these people do me crazy
And I still forgive them all"
Imagine the type shit that
Would have me appalled
Y'all, if I spilled beans
It would break jaws i keep it to myself
The same people exploited me
Put my anger on the shelf
I swear to god that it poisons me
Don't be surprised if I lose my mind
Go on a spree, whoop-de dah dee
Leave no one behind
I'm sick of all the fake smiles and the lies
Please, tell me how it is bitch
Drop your disguise
Getting sick of "Fame and Fortune"
Should've stayed "poor" and died
If I was offered this man
I would've declined
But as far as you're concerned I'm
Living life and I'm doing fine typical
The sun's coming up
It's time to close the blinds
I'm tired of being nice
I'mma start being blunt as fuck
And rude as shit
I wrote it in the song so that I don't forget
I ain't letting nothing slide again
And I'mma pull your card, you fucking retard
You'll regret the moment that
You shifted yards
This goofy nigga going giving garsh harsh
Goddamn
Should have shown respect from the start
Now I'm in the dark and I'm under dirt
I'm still breathing running out of air
You feel your fucking soul leaving
Started acting different cold and distance
Something ain't right
What the fuck am I missing?
All this food to cook but there ain't
No one inside my kitchen
Maybe it's lies from all these broken women
Telephone happy I never locked my heart away
I knew something was wrong
Y'all ain't even talk to me
As simple as stopping
Picking up the phone and calling me (Hello?)
Or maybe it's jealousy
But why would they envy me?
I share my food, money, platform and entity
How the fuck my home dogs
Turn into my enemies?
Used to think it was now till
We're fed to the centipedes
Maybe they wanted more than what I could give
If that's the case, don't know
What to say but, what gives?
Maybe I'm just too cringe
It really be your own friends
I wish that I could close
The door and listen in
I wonder what they say when I'm not
Around to give my two cents
Got almost everything I want
But something ain't right
Still sleeping through the day up
Thinking through the night like:
"How come I'm the nigga that always get cut
Off? When these people do me crazy
And I still forgive them all"
Imagine the type shit that
Would have me appalled
Y'all, if I spilled beans
It would break jaws i keep it to myself
The same people exploited me
Put my anger on the shelf
I swear to god that it poisons me
Don't be surprised if I lose my mind
Go on a spree, whoop-de dah dee
Leave no one behind
I'm sick of all the fake smiles and the lies
Please, tell me how it is bitch
Drop your disguise
Getting sick of "Fame and Fortune"
Should've stayed "poor" and died
If I was offered this man
I would've declined
But as far as you're concerned I'm
Living life and I'm doing fine typical
The sun's coming up
It's time to close the blinds
I'm tired of being nice
I'mma start being blunt as fuck
And rude as shit
I wrote it in the song so that I don't forget
I ain't letting nothing slide again
And I'mma pull your card, you fucking retard
You'll regret the moment that
You shifted yards
This goofy nigga going giving garsh harsh
Goddamn
Should have shown respect from the start
Now I'm in the dark and I'm under dirt
I'm still breathing running out of air
You feel your fucking soul leaving