In life there's three things you taught
You either accept it fix it or let it go
My mind so f*cked up
I'll accept it, I'll fix it
But I ain't never letting that shit go
Hello
What yall doing man
Cause I want to do something, look
It take a different type of nigga to do what I do
So I'm just trying to letting yall know
Before I start
It could get crazy
Fly guy you can spot him all over the globe
She gone let me introduce myself to her pot of gold
Don't tease me
I got all you need just like a vital dose
When you need it
I got this shit in me trynna let it go
The weed lit
Pressure getting lifted as you drive the boat
We lit
Vibes steady going rounds begging for more
Phone ring she look when I do and see a chick name
One that's not familiar we done started a sick game
I done let her walk inside the house mad as f*ck
We gone talk it out don't care if you got to shout or what
Graffiti on the wall the way she got up throwing stuff
I could tell by the look in the her eye shorty a warrior
Like she don't even want to talk she just thinking Sparta
I had to step out of the crib I had to spark something
Looking back I stayed when I knew I should've been dipping
She walked up from behind like not finished
I wake up
Now I'm chained up
Bruises on my face clearly I'm in danger
Laying on the floor I'm next to a Jane Doe
Cause I don't know who she is or why I'm in pain for
Next thing you know bad bitch come hand me a strange dose
She like take this see where your pain go
And I ain't give no f*ck
So I took it back passed out cause going home that wouldn't have came close
Gathered a little momentum and tried to tell her
What are you doing with me or what you planning on doing better
Cause it's a lot of hoes
Lot of niggas that you could've picked
Tell me what's the significance knowing you dealing with
A f*cking king
Know I tried to spit some mean
To get her to loosen up these f*cking strings
Peeping my wrist bleeding
She put the rag over my head to stop breathing
She like you seen too much nigga I'm leaving
Hoes, hoes biggest way to a backdoor
Hoes, hoes be the quickest way to a backdoor
King Zayy - Backdoor Lyrics
King Zayy - Backdoor Lyrics
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English
In life there's three things you taught
You either accept it fix it or let it go
My mind so f*cked up
I'll accept it, I'll fix it
But I ain't never letting that shit go
Hello
What yall doing man
Cause I want to do something, look
It take a different type of nigga to do what I do
So I'm just trying to letting yall know
Before I start
It could get crazy
Fly guy you can spot him all over the globe
She gone let me introduce myself to her pot of gold
Don't tease me
I got all you need just like a vital dose
When you need it
I got this shit in me trynna let it go
The weed lit
Pressure getting lifted as you drive the boat
We lit
Vibes steady going rounds begging for more
Phone ring she look when I do and see a chick name
One that's not familiar we done started a sick game
I done let her walk inside the house mad as f*ck
We gone talk it out don't care if you got to shout or what
Graffiti on the wall the way she got up throwing stuff
I could tell by the look in the her eye shorty a warrior
Like she don't even want to talk she just thinking Sparta
I had to step out of the crib I had to spark something
Looking back I stayed when I knew I should've been dipping
She walked up from behind like not finished
I wake up
Now I'm chained up
Bruises on my face clearly I'm in danger
Laying on the floor I'm next to a Jane Doe
Cause I don't know who she is or why I'm in pain for
Next thing you know bad bitch come hand me a strange dose
She like take this see where your pain go
And I ain't give no f*ck
So I took it back passed out cause going home that wouldn't have came close
Gathered a little momentum and tried to tell her
What are you doing with me or what you planning on doing better
Cause it's a lot of hoes
Lot of niggas that you could've picked
Tell me what's the significance knowing you dealing with
A f*cking king
Know I tried to spit some mean
To get her to loosen up these f*cking strings
Peeping my wrist bleeding
She put the rag over my head to stop breathing
She like you seen too much nigga I'm leaving
Hoes, hoes biggest way to a backdoor
Hoes, hoes be the quickest way to a backdoor
You either accept it fix it or let it go
My mind so f*cked up
I'll accept it, I'll fix it
But I ain't never letting that shit go
Hello
What yall doing man
Cause I want to do something, look
It take a different type of nigga to do what I do
So I'm just trying to letting yall know
Before I start
It could get crazy
Fly guy you can spot him all over the globe
She gone let me introduce myself to her pot of gold
Don't tease me
I got all you need just like a vital dose
When you need it
I got this shit in me trynna let it go
The weed lit
Pressure getting lifted as you drive the boat
We lit
Vibes steady going rounds begging for more
Phone ring she look when I do and see a chick name
One that's not familiar we done started a sick game
I done let her walk inside the house mad as f*ck
We gone talk it out don't care if you got to shout or what
Graffiti on the wall the way she got up throwing stuff
I could tell by the look in the her eye shorty a warrior
Like she don't even want to talk she just thinking Sparta
I had to step out of the crib I had to spark something
Looking back I stayed when I knew I should've been dipping
She walked up from behind like not finished
I wake up
Now I'm chained up
Bruises on my face clearly I'm in danger
Laying on the floor I'm next to a Jane Doe
Cause I don't know who she is or why I'm in pain for
Next thing you know bad bitch come hand me a strange dose
She like take this see where your pain go
And I ain't give no f*ck
So I took it back passed out cause going home that wouldn't have came close
Gathered a little momentum and tried to tell her
What are you doing with me or what you planning on doing better
Cause it's a lot of hoes
Lot of niggas that you could've picked
Tell me what's the significance knowing you dealing with
A f*cking king
Know I tried to spit some mean
To get her to loosen up these f*cking strings
Peeping my wrist bleeding
She put the rag over my head to stop breathing
She like you seen too much nigga I'm leaving
Hoes, hoes biggest way to a backdoor
Hoes, hoes be the quickest way to a backdoor
Writer: Zach Blue
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