Songtexte Say Less - Jo'sef

Did it twice big
I ain't hear from you lately, played me, it's all gravy
A lightskinned so they off beige me
But I black on them, act black on them
Like these broads ain't trying to fall bae me
The nose will bleed before I let one of you arm leg me
Was just twenty two with a Tom Brady
So I treat the jealousy like it's not even there
Like how you see the missed call and not even care
You would've thunk he'd see me and be proud of his kid
At this point I'm competing with me
The feminist movement is giving me, to me
How you eliminate the nigga to get what you need
Independent woman isn't what they intended to be
Look, I'm just trying to get my shit off
Been had to piss fora minute, might knock the hinge off
I never cared what they say about me, if y'all feel some way about me
Them fellas I keep around me don't play about me

They was laughing behind your back and now they saying he always been solid
The rest of y'all is Isaiah Thomas
Y'all niggas played the corners that preyed upon, wasn't in our tarots
Your idols ain't grow up like, it's just an appearance
Plus I'm embarrassed
They pocket watch and police your movements
They don't believe till you prove it like y'all are Karens
A couple em tried to drug me in Paris, she run mischievous errands
Back when I used to believe in a marriage
When niggas check for you more than their parents
Like a bad chic solely responsible for the things I inherit
Messed up with her once, think it's breaking my spirit
Muddied up waters, salted lakes by the terrace
Wore a hat, made it clear I wanted you mag safe
You know that otterbox feeling when you ejaculate
I showed niggas love and they brought me back the hate
I'm really starting to see why they don't like me
It's like they see the reflection of what they might me
Look how she hype me
Grabbed her by the neck in the shower, you salted lightly
She slid me sincere buns, I feel like Spike Lee
You know that crack head in his movie, he played, I'm floating high key
But still ain't no one like me
Y'all too obsessed with this king shit, blowing peasant tries
Then went and got you a mattress and put on dirty sheets
I think it's clear, he is not the broad he pretend to be
On his back sent a fake message to get at me
I couldn't make this shit up with a Tyler Perry
He loss brother hoods with a nigga like I'm a court room
The same nigga that taught you snitching ain't necessary
But I'm my hood free my niggas an honorable mention
The credit is good, pendant Diamond encrusted
Like who am I to ignore Pennys that Sam Cassell
Jeans is 38
Lebron 38
When he scored
38
38
Them niggas eight
From 84
And guess what that makes
(38)
Now count the days in this year
Drafted in 03
That's 20 years
2023
Jordan year