Lyrics Why - Rich Homie Quan

Sometimes
I just sit back on my balcony
And I just look at the stars and ask
Why
Nah I mean
I be on some other shit man
She want that Jada and Will
Relationship
I told her baby we can be them
And we don′t need no calendar
Fuck a Monday
Cause everyday I'm her M.C.M
M.C.M bag I bought her
But she didn′t like it
So I took it back
Then her Lil pretty face got excited
I don't want her ass
I done growed up it don't excited me
I only want a check
No endorsement by Nike
Smoking on purple no Viking
Heard yo baby daddy wanna fight me
Tell him pull up, pull up, pull up
They ain′t talking bout heroin
Know I shoot up, shoot up, shoot up
I don′t wanna lose her, lose her, lose her
So I took her to Dubai
And I flew up, flew up, flew up
She may tell lie but she loyal for sure
I couldn't get her no Ferrari
So I got her a Porsche
Tell me he lame
But he really can′t afford it
I feel a lil ashamed
For making you have an abortion
Baby mama when you get to nagging
I ignore you
We got matching outfits
Polo
Cause she like to ride dick
Like a horsie
Ass, Big, Enormous
Big House, Flat screens
Everything cordless
Mimi holding on to that shower pole
Let's make us a sex tape
Ima let my home boy record it
Bitch ain′t got no sense
She slower than a tortoise
Running from 12
Jumping fences in my new Jordan's
That Lil jet waiting on deuce say
I′m breathless
I got one question
And that's
Why
Why
Why-y-y
My only question is
Why Why Why
What you talking bout
Three letter word
Why I lied to her
Why I lied to her
Oh Why-y-y
Why I'd cheat on her
Why I′d cheat on her
I don′t know why
I trying to do better baby
I swear to god
I swear to god
I trying
You know I don't usually ask questions
But I gotta just know why
Why you had to do me like that?
Tell me why you wanna leave me?
I thought you were my babyyy
I ain′t seen you in two weeks
Im going crazy
Hate that I feel like this
I don't know what to do
I dont know who to run too
Who am I to trust?
When everybody fuck with
All the same niggas
And the same bitches
Ew!
Nasty!
What am I to do if I can′t have her?
I walked out the bank
A hundred bands in plastic
Temp fade nigga
No Webbie, Ima savage
Had to put the lil bitch in time out
Cause she the baddest, baddest
Pin her down, Randy Savage, Savage
She ain't even bad
Why you bragging, bragging?
I pull up with something different everyday
That Lil hoe you came with, boy Average
Classic
Boy I pulled up and parked my car
Jurassic, Ew
Niggas tryna kill me
Boy Im feeling like Suge
But they don′t wanna try it
Like Tug-of-war
Boy I gotta pull
Icey grape
Boy your diamonds looking dull
My shit straight nigga
Shining like a mug
Everyday I wake up
Boy I thank my Lord
Thank my Lord
And that is Why-y-y