Lyrics Stubborn Ass - Young M.A

Like, what's wrong with you man
I don't understand
I say one thing
You got something to say after that
I'm trying to talk to you
You don't want to talk
Like, come on man

Doing shit for attention won't get my attention
Instead of hitting me up
You do shit with intentions
I thought we was grown
Like who are you kidding
I guess trying to make it work now
Is out of commission, huh?

Compromise
Don't make selfish decisions
Admit when you're wrong
The only way we can fix it
But you doing that is like mission impossible
Like it's hard, like it's logical
Like you going through obstacles
Trust me it's easy
It's like eating a popsicle
It's like tying a shoe
Easy as buying shoes

You get me
You get the point that I'm trying to prove
'Cause admitting you wrong
Is like pulling a tooth
That's still in the root
That ain't even loose
Oh, and you love to assume

And instead of confronting me
It's this big elephant inside of the room
Now you don't speak, now you a mute
So used to holding your feelings in
Now your mind is immune
Your heart is hurting
Your body is confused
You rather be stubborn
Than sit and confront it
Come on, like we gotta improve
That's not even cool
Talk, even when you not in the mood

This is love
Gotta apply by the rules
You leaving now is like a 12th grader
Deciding to drop out of school
That's like being dumb and a fool
Sweeping shit under the rug
Fuck that I'm breaking the broom

With your stubborn ass
Such a stubborn ass
You lucky I fucking love your ass
With your stubborn ass
Such a stubborn ass
Come here rub my head
While I rub your ass

One minute you love me
The next minute you hate me
This is Nascar love
You driving me crazy
We gotta take it slow
Like we driving Ms Daisy
If I say that they roses
You say that they daisies
This is not a competition
I'm not your opposition
You say don't call you a bitch
But you bitching

Instead of being defensive
Just take a moment to listen
As soon as you can't take the heat
You walk your ass out the kitchen
Speaking of kitchen
I see a sink full of dishes I didn't wash
After you cooked dinner
That pissed you off
I should have took out the trash
Before I walked out the house

You right, I guess this the small shit
You be talking about
But what about the make-up
That's all over the bathroom
And when I'm asleep that's when
You decide you want to turn on the vacuum
When I'm mad and I grab you
You say I'm trying to attack you
Like you ain't just swing on me
Bitch, I'm trying to relax you

It's never good when I'm mad and you mad too
We both act a fool
Like kids when the teacher not in the classroom
Now we both in a bad mood
And that never mixes well
Like a stomach and bad food
Girl we bad news, huh?

With your stubborn ass
Such a stubborn ass
Lucky I fucking love your ass
With your stubborn ass
Such a stubborn ass
Come here rub my head
While I rub your ass

Stubborn ass
Lucky I fucking love your ass
Come here let me touch your ass
Stubborn ass