Lyrics Sage The Gemini – It Ain’t My Fault

It ain’t even like that
When I leave I’m coming right back
And sometimes she don’t like that
I don’t even fight back

When I pull up, niggas already hating
Women love me, it’s like Paid in Full in the 80’s
Only difference’s Forgiatos not Dennys
They want my money, they all like fuck dating
They’re playing innocent until I catch them on play
That’s why the next girl never feeling okay
That’s why I grew up a damn soldier
And I ain’t got no limits, thought I told ya

That’s why I ride around, everything clean
Playing guapali? closer to my dreams
Then it dawned on me, I’m a damn king
And when I get home
She gon’ question me but

It ain’t even like that
When I leave I’m coming right back
And sometimes she don’t like that
I don’t even fight back
All she want me to do is pay attention
Cause we know young niggas don’t listen
It ain’t my fault sometimes it’s these bitches

You ain’t got to be so insecure
Cause losing you also my biggest fear
You call me, you crying, I’m switching gears
When I hit it, we shaking the chandelier
Fuck these other hoes, they ain’t shit, you don’t hear me though
I’d drop them all for you, you don’t feel me though
You more like Paul Martin’s, they get Rubio’s
When you call, I don’t pick up, I’m at the studio

That’s why I ride around, everything clean
Playing guapali? closer to my dreams
Then it dawned on me, I’m a damn king
And when I get home
She gon’ question me but

It ain’t even like that
When I leave I’m coming right back
And sometimes she don’t like that
I don’t even fight back
All she want me to do is pay attention
Cause we know young niggas don’t listen
It ain’t my fault sometimes it’s these bitches
With a young nigga all day, listen
They just love me for the shine and the glisten
But hey I already know…

Aww yeah!
Got your own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad
Aww yeah!
Got your own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad
Aww yeah!
Got your own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad
Aww yeah!
Got your own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad

It ain’t even like that
When I leave I’m coming right back
And sometimes she don’t like that
I don’t even fight back
All she want me to do is pay attention
Cause we know young niggas don’t listen
It ain’t my fault sometimes it’s these bitches
With a young nigga all day, listen
They just love me for the shine and the glisten
But hey I already know, hey