Lyrics Playin Wit Fire - Bbae

Sliding down the 80, Gotta try to clear my mind
I been working with my feelings and I'm wasting all my time
Disrespect you I could never, But can't get it out my mind
I been thinking I'm the problem, But I see that you was mine
Rapping like I'm heartless, But the truth I'm feeling hurt
Finesse these other niggas, But from you I took a shirt
Wore it like I won gotta swear you were the first
Learn a couple lesson never thought you were the worse
Told you that I'm trippin cause I thought that it would matter
We would argue, work it out, and in the morning it was better
Ain't the same I'm feeling different, slapping Tink I really feel her
You fumble if you lose me yeah she Coo but she ain't realer
Protect you from the world, no I saved you from myself
Watching while you sleep like if I kill you who would help
You hurt me in a way I never thought that I would felt
I always put you first but you was always for yourself
(God Show Me A Sign) Make It Clear Im Tryna Find A Way Home
I Been Comptemplating Murder, Tryna Send You A Soul
(Wasting My Time) Gave Em Love I Even Built Em A Home
Ain't No Bricks Between The Walls But My Heart Was A Home
(Playing With Fire) Call Em Twice He Ain't Pick Up The Phone
I Wont Trust Em With My Life But I Cant Leave Em Alone
(Outta My Mind) Kill A Dog, I'm Tryna Throw Em A Bone
Yeah I'm Vick With The Charge But I'm Tom With A Throw
Ain't did it in a minute, but I'm praying like a saint
Lord if you hear there's so much that I can take
You gave me all these battles, but I'm lacking on my strength
I thought that he was different but this nigga is a snake
I'm done I'm feeling dumb cuz I let the nigga in
When I met him I ain't like em should've chose up on his friend
Introduced to him to my people, shoulda wait cuz now it's dim
Aint sure about our future man it's feeling like the end
Keep thinking I'm the problem,
Not the type fall in love,
Every time I find a nigga man I'm back to going nuts
Ain't the type cook a meal ima diamond in the rough
I'm still fighting all my demons tryna keep the heater tucked
Call Stella on the phone I gotta tell her that I need her
I drank the whole bottle, now I'm ready for a liter
I'm slurring all my words just to tell you, you a cheater
If I catch you with a hoe bitch I'm liable to beat her
(God Show Me A Sign) Make It Clear Im Tryna Find A Way Home
I Been Comptemplating Murder, Tryna Send You A Soul
(Wasting My Time) Gave Em Love I Even Built Em A Home
Ain't No Bricks Between The Walls But My Heart Was A Home
(Playing With Fire) Call Em Twice He Ain't Pick Up The Phone
I Wont Trust Em With My Life But I Cant Leave Em Alone
(Outta My Mind) Kill A Dog, I'm Tryna Throw Em A Bone
Yeah I'm Vick With The Charge But I'm Tom With A Throw