Poor Things
dont be my baby cause babies grow up to liars and thieves
dont be my shade tree they shady and they be changing they leaves
dont be no stranger but frankly cant be no friend to me neither
just be there when i need you
be what ever i need
cant be here catching amnesia dont forget about me
i put my heart in the freezer got too hot on my sleeve
i talk that talk like a preacher rock that cross like a priest
your baby mom a capri sun, touch that spot and she leak
im on to bigger and better cant ever settle for cheap
i might switch this endeavor with selling salt to the sea
im sellin snails to your garden, im selling thots to the street
im selling hell to your god when God knows i got it for free
she said she would take me back but she forgot her receipt
i prayed for my baby back and these ribs i lost to an Eve
that keep me breathing hard, CPR, keep me a heart at arms length
problem being this long d on me probably still goin reach
dont be my baby cause babies grow up to liars and thieves
dont be my shade tree they shady and they be changing they leaves
dont be no strange but frankly cant be no friend to me neither
just be there when i need you
be whatever i need
cant be my baby my baby
(cant be my baby no baby)
cant be my baby cause babies grow up to liars and thieves
cant be my baby my baby
(cant be my baby no baby)
cant be my baby cause babies grow up
give me a ting that believe what i tell her
even if deep down she know better
if i said a train was a plane like dang,
she goin tryn track down the propellers
and goin
love me when i wanna be left alone
peep what i speak, rosetta stone
see me as king like Coretta
king me and i aint need to check her
yall dont
hear what im sayin tho
yall dont hear what im sayin
im for sure not verbatim i wont
fear an ultimatum my
decision clear when i made it
why interfere with children im grown
so go on quit playing with me
this ant no game to me
chess board or checkers boi all these squares look the same to me
no pet name for strays
need no boo cause im haunted, plus Otis Redding and docks is
all i got common with bae
dont be my everything cause everything is subject to change
dont be my back bone wont take that long they get worse with your age
dont need no boo cause i ghost
dont need no bae cause i coast
beautys in the eye, im near sighted
and we aint even close
i keep some love on the go and I keep apostrophe free
and keep an ex on her toes i know she only polish for me
dont be my baby cause babies grow up to liars and thieves
dont be my shade tree they shady and they be changing they leaves
dont be no stranger but frankly cant be no friend to me neither
just be there when i need you
be whatever i need
cant be my baby my baby
(cant be my baby no baby)
cant be my baby cause babies grow up to liars and thieves
cant be my baby my baby
(cant be my baby no baby)
cant be my baby cause babies grow up