Текст песни Meant Something - Perry'ae

I thought when I told you
I love you it did something
I ain't say it for fun
Girl It my meant something
Friendships don't come with vacations
Hibachi at geisha
Me painting yo cover
And learning yo pages
I learned from my mother
It take a lil patience
I got it together
They took off my braces
I'm sipping this sprite
Dirty cup with no chasers
I'm down with what ever
You kinda worth changing
I'll be gone in November
Pray for me don't chase me
Need me some time
Seem like time just been racing
Went thru depression them woods I was facing
I took me a poof and realized that it ain't me
She say you don't love me
Sometimes me neither
Genuine soul grab my heart it's in pieces
Don't agree with my mind
My heart wanted for treason
Hold back if you like me
Don't make it to easy
Conversations at night
I'm a real deep nigga
Ion think with my heart
Need a real dick pleaser
Fool me once that's a shame on you
Fool me twice I spin the block get even
Don't really be trusting these bitches
Call Trish if I need her
My Fav And My Best And My Sis
All I needed
Desires for love
But I always get dubbed
Karma I was young
Why I get mistreated

Maybe she ain't the one
Maybe she is the one
I'm the same with either
Who said it was easy done
You know if it's easy it's done
And I'm a incomplete nigga
Tryna see what the talk about
Both grown get into and talk it out
Paint my picture I'm sketching the canvas now
Pick yo brain I can't fuck up my energy
Fuck that pussy you gotta be interesting
Cause Sex only good till you nut
After that I need someone that's into me
So I gotta make sure your love is pure
Fuck them habits I'm changing yo tendencies
Cook In the lab and come home we got chemistry
Keep me a strap cause I know niggas envy me
Still on the trap I'm too real for the industry
Talked to a label they told me they into me
Was More bout my music ain't care bout the inner me
Ones that don't care bout the inner me those be the enemies
Shells hit the ground and the rest going into em
Extrovert But I can't fuck with you niggas
Got my hands full with a hand full of bitches
My friend coo and they getting on with me
I dare you to think I'm one of these niggas
I came up from 40's to shorties
The children neglect me
My people ignored me
I hopped in a sections
I tested the water
These niggas ain't answer
I put down the ball
Damn I wasted my talent
I was checking my wallet
I'm Down bad on my balance
I copped me a scale
And I picked up the package
Then 12 took the heat
I can't be out here lacking one of one
He Say he me then he capping
Toting guns til I got caught up in traffic
They dragging they feet when they saying it's static
Duck off at the top live my life like a attic
In love with the money I hate it's from trapping
God mom said she like what I'm doing
TT said boy keep going
They usually be paint my picture
From these hating niggas
Like they know what I'm doing
Be the man in my city Floyd
Bitch I'm Grown don't address me as boy
I'm rocking designer but this shit ain't make me
This niggas be being decoys