I mean sometimes you just gotta take a hard look in the mirror
And tell yourself the truth
All she wana do is argue
She think I’m out here chasing these hoes [I’m not doin’ sh#t!
She not cookin’ or cleanin’
And be like “what’s the reason”
To keep it up if I ain’t never home
Girl I’m tryna make a run for the both of us
But she don’t understand my vision
I apologize a lot but that’s not enough
When she catch me trading texts with these b#tches [yeah
I be saying “bae i’m grindin and now I done did it” [oh yeah
I be out here changing channels with no television [oh yeah
You always got me on your mind but I be forgettin’ [oh yeah
I wasn’t movin’ with my queen, and now shawtee dippin’ [oh yeah]
Target on my back like a bullseye
So I don’t keep no Judas’ round me
It’s hard to tell the truth but I don’t lie
You boxed me in girl, now swing it round me
She put that target on my back like a bullseye
She put that target on my back like a bullseye
And every time she smiles, that’s a real lie
And I keep makin’ promises, but they all die
A king a queen, arguing
Every night the same thing
Over and over
Blazin’ Doja
Maybe move on to better things
Guess you don’t get it
The life that I’m livin’
It come with the hustle
It come with the muscle
It come with the pain
It come with the heart
It come with the money
It come with the art
It come with the cars
It come with the clues
It come with the games
It come with the thugs
It come with the cops
It come with the drugs
It come with the hurt
It come with the love
You bringin’ the stress
You no wanna bless
You know that I’m faithful
Doin’ my best
Try not to smash one of these b#tches on my left
Soon as we get home
We all alone
You all up in my phone
It’s them new Gucci glasses
Got you seein’ sh#t wrong
Man the sh#t that I be on
Ain’t that sh#t that you be on
Back to countin’ my money
Shawtee you can get gone
Target on my back like a bullseye
So I don’t keep no Judas’ round me
It’s hard to tell the truth but I don’t lie
You boxed me in girl, now swing it round me
She put that target on my back like a bullseye
She put that target on my back like a bullseye
And every time she smiles, that’s a real lie
And I keep makin’ promises, but they all die
[You know I’m sorry for all the sh#t I put you through
[But I was just out here tryna grind I was just out here tryna
[Out here tryna make something for myself
Target on my back like a bullseye [bullseye
So I don’t keep no Judas’ round me [n#gg# be gone
It’s hard to tell the truth but I don’t lie
You boxed me in girl, now swing it round me
She put that target on my back like a bullseye [ey, ey, a bullseye
She put that target on my back like a bullseye [yeah yeah a bullseye
And every time she smiles, that’s a real lie [ey, yeah, real lie
And I keep makin’ promises, but they all die
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