Broken Record - JG, Taylor Belle

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Right there, VortX

Every time, do this every time

Keep fucking 'round, I’ma severe ties

You see what you got, guess you blessed and blind

Knocking the one girl that did you right, yeah

No, it’s not what you used to, say your last chick just used and abused you

But now you out here doing me like she did you, can’t get through everything

you’ve been through

Blame it on her, blame it on drugs, blame it on hurt

When you gon' see?

When you gon' learn?

That this ain’t the shit I deserve

Now I’m working for something that ain’t gonna work

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Girl, you be stressing me decent (Yeah)

I’ma need me least a weekend (Yeah)

Why you always think I be cheating?

How bad your arms hurt from that reaching?

Of course, I’ma be on my defense

Three-fourths of that shit is just baseless (Yeah)

The other part really just weak shit

You just can’t take the fact I’m on pace for records to break

These bitches wan have my sex and my babies and we not engaged, that’s driving

you crazy

But you is my lady fa sho

Don’t try to play like I’m saving no hoe

They for the team and that’s just how it go

She need a ring, I just need me some dome

No need to ask what I be on, you know

Girl, I got you, you can’t be on your own (Yeah)

And I don’t need none of this conversation

You like a broken record playing

Already heard all of the things you saying, saying

Baby, why you gotta act like that?

You ain’t even give a chance for me to fight back

Out of all of the answers that I had

If you wasn’t gonna listen, then why ask?

Why you always go tripping on my ass?

I ain’t even take a trip, got no flight pass

You be coming out your lip, I don’t like that

You be talking shit like you wanna fight bad

You put all of this pressure on my back

You don’t think about the stresses that I have

You be acting so extra when you mad

Then you always regret that

Know I’m gonna check that

Why you gotta test, me this is not the FCAT?

Think you needa step back

How you gonna let these bitches be the reason that my son grow up with a

stepdad?

(Hahaha)

And I don’t need none of this conversation

You like a broken record playing

Already heard all of the things you saying, saying