Issues lyrics

by

T-Pain


Just let it run.. let it run

Verse 1:
I really don't know where to begin
I’d like to say we started as friends
But the truth is
You stalked me for 2 years
On instagram and twitter
Prayin, plotting how to by my n*gga
So you knew everything I liked
And everything I didn't
You got your script together
Should’ve got your sh*t together
& right around the time
Me and my friends were distant
You got real persistent
I had no resistance
Your eyes and grinning
Gave me an adrenaline rush
And so did your touch
Your kiss was a must
The sex was incredible
Your words made me blush
And you ain't have much but...
Your love was enough
You got a six year old son
He ‘bout as cool as Obama
..... but what about your baby momma?
Look I don't need no more f*cking drama
If you ain't ready to go steady
Then it ain't no problem
Just holla
He said “we broke up a year ago
That woman's detached
She don't wanna be a mother
In fact
.... she left me with my son in the cold
When he was two years old
& I've been doing it since”
Really had me convinced
And everyone else around you
That she really ain't sh*t
Whole time she was paying your rent
In an apartment she ain't know that I was staying up in
Boy you need a bishop with you
You got some issues with you

Chorus:
You got some issues with you x8

Verse 2:
And it's the first time that I ever felt like this
Got me on some muthaf*ckin selfless sh*t
Telling them ‘bout the magic that I found in you
You love me and I love you too
Woo hoo
My family thanksgiving
Your family for christmas
We talking ‘bout baby names and business
I’m folding your clothes I’m doing your dishes
I’m picking your son up from school
Listen
I thought I was safe
I knew I was safe
And then you got distant
Then you started trippin
Attention went missing
So I tried to find you
Tell me what's up in your head
Leave that past behind you
Childhood trauma
Planted deep in your roots
You sayin you just needed space to recoup
And you just needed space for you
Up out of the blue
Now I'm back at my momma house
Like what did I do?
But it's cool
I’ll just see you on the weekends I guess
Loving you was my weakness I guess
‘cause I ain't see the signs
You was f*cking with us at the same time
Furthest thing from my mind
I’m telling y’all I was blind
You telling her you gon’ break up with me
Just need more time
Then come back to me crying
Like”Iman
You the best love that....
Imma ever find”
Hope you brought the tissues with you
You got some issues with you

Chorus:
You got some issues with you x8

Bridge:
And when you see me pop
Don’t call my phone
My n*gga, you blocked
And when you see me pop
Don’t call my phone
My n*gga, you blocked, n*gga
My n*gga you blocked (x3)
You got some issues with you

Let me hear that

(outro: talking by Fred West)

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