Testo How It Gotta Be - coldbydefault
Testo della canzone How It Gotta Be (coldbydefault), tratta dall'album Cold Feelings
Only God, she not the same anymore, so she moves slimey
That's fucking facts, how the fuck you living with animosity
That's bullshit, fuck relationships, that's just how it gotta be
Man down, if he try to act up, he get shot down
How it gotta be? I'ma fuck around
How it gotta be? So she fuck around
How it gotta be? I know this love is at stake
How it gotta be? Love a mistake
I'm swerving, doding jakes
I'm swerving, dodging jakes
How it gotta be? There's no debate
How it gotta be? How it gotta be
How it gotta be? How it gotta be
I'ma wait, so I see all the fake
I got trust issues like I'm Drake
She thinks shit sweet, minute made
On the beat, nigga, I'm an ape
I'm on timing nigga never late
Fuck a bitch, then I hit the brakes
That means stop, I know you could relate
Dominican dick a nigga will need space
Block her out my mind, never leave a trace
Shit was never fine, cause love turn into hate
Gotta watch how I play my cards
Gotta watch how I play my cards
Man down, if he try to act up, he get shot down
How it gotta be? I'ma fuck around
How it gotta be? So she fuck around
How it gotta be? I know this love is at stake
How it gotta be? Love a mistake
I'm swerving, dodging jakes
I'm swerving, dodging jakes
How it gotta be? There's no debate
How it gotta be? How it gotta be
How it gotta be? How it gotta be
I'ma wait, so I see all the fake
I got trust issues like I'm Drake
She thinks shit sweet, minute made
On a beat, nigga, I'm an ape
I'm on timing nigga never late
Fuck a bitch, then I hit the brakes
That means stop, I know you could relate
Dominican dick a nigga will need space
Block her out my mind, never leave a trace
Shit was never fine, cause love turn into hate
Gotta watch how I play my cards
Gotta watch how I play my cards
Only God, she not the same anymore so she moves slimey
That's fucking facts, how the fuck you living with that animosity
That's bullshit, fuck relationships
That's just how it gotta be
Man down, if he try to act up, he get shot down
How it gotta be? I'ma fuck around
How it gotta be? So she fuck around
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Writer(s): J F
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