Tempo 165.50
Key E Minor
Verse 1
I can't show emotions
Shorty's open
She was asking for it
Creeping on the weekends
Side to side
Man it's back and forth
She can't stand it
Face the facts
Switching side chicks back to back
Making plays
I'm on track
Around the world like Almanacs
Shorty knows I got a job and everyday I'm sticking to it
When I'm not at home when she expects we always get into it
Arguing ain't solving nothing
Calm down and stop the fronting
If you want me prove me something
You should use your better judgement
She says we need some balance
To me that is a challenge
Yeah I have inner talents
All that hating is invalid
Though I know it's hard to manage all alone
You need some help
Shorty I got better options
I can do it by myself
Chorus x2
I can't show no feelings for these b**hes and these n***as
I ain't got "No Feelings For Them."
Ain't got "No Feelings For Them."
All I hear from you is exactly what I'm not trying to hear
I can't pay attention shorty
I ain't trying to listen to you
Verse 2
f** these n***as
I'm about my figures and these b**hes I be f**ing I could care less
I guess that means I'm careless
I guess I'm not concerned about the sh** that you be talking about
My days of excuses are running out
Yeah I'm all out
So I'm clueless when you do sh** like you're getting at me
Clarify
How dare you lie
You're not even my type and you think it's alright
You should use your better judgement
Shorty wants to marry and I'm not ready to even be a husband
This the single life
Don't call me the swinger type
I'm quick to shut you down
You're confused about my singing
Any action I'm going to bring it
At your door I'm ringing
I'm just f**ing with these hoes
It's either that or be slinging and you're hating
Yeah you're hating
I can hear it in your voice
You're mad cause you're down to basics with no other choice
You leave me no other choice but to stunt and I ain't mad
Do the math
I'm the best you'll never have
Chorus x2