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Russ - Black Women Lyrics

Black Women Lyrics[Pre-Chorus: JID]
Remember they always told me you would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder, you can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when it comes to you (Probably would've did the same)

[Chorus: JID]
I'll probably never change the way I feel about you
The feelings that I have will probably never change
I just ignore the things that they be saying 'bout you
Then make the ones without you really feel a way
It's crazy how you make the people feel around you
You make 'em think it's power runnin' through they veins
I know a couple niggas that will kill about you
There was time I probably woulda did the same (Probably would've did the same)

[Verse 1: JID]
Uh, even before I met you, already knew you was evil
Crazy because you had a thing, you would do to the people
I was barely here, barely in, begin to build ideas and thoughts
Start bearing my crosses
My path is often, misguided
When I listen or look into your eyes, I either get lost in it or see somethin' disheartening
Hearts livin' on my sleeve, it's harder to breathe
Without you, but with you I bleed
Followed by screams, followed by demons
I've tried to run but it's not about speed
It's not about you, it's all about me
All of my dreams is callin' me and it seems that you're all that I need
But where would I be if you was to up and leave?
See you here now, but tell me are you here to stay?
You never showed your face 'round here initially
Sun down, they on the prowl just to get the taste
Gun 'round, don't get gunned down, you can come now
I'll probably never—

[Pre-Chorus: JID]
Remember they always told me you would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder, you can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when it comes to you (Probably would've did the same)

[Chorus: JID]
I'll probably never change the way I feel about you
The feelings that I have will probably never change
I just ignore the things that they be saying 'bout you
Then make the ones without you really feel a way
It's crazy how you make the people feel around you
You make 'em think it's power runnin' through they veins
I know a couple niggas that will kill about you
There was time I probably woulda did the same (Probably would've did the same)

[Verse 2: Russ]
Money, fuckin' up that Amex
Everybody panics, everybody back against the wall now
Tell me what the plan is, when you out of chances?
And you need somebody you can call now
Tryna find a scapegoat, drownin' in the same boat
Tryna hide it all from your children
Your brain is in escape mode, you don't have a J-O-B, so the kids need to feel it
I was watchin' mom and dad stress, I kept the lights and the water on with TuneCore checks then
Tension got tight, tighter than a boa
Marriage got weaker, divorce got closer
Money 'bout to come, love was walkin' out the door, though
Balance in media, in fights, you're tryna record though
Damned if I got it, damned if I didn't 'cause
Once the money came, the power got shifted
No income 'til I provided some
Every bite, every shower, every light just remind them
That stubborn mom crazy, vice versa
They tryna figure out which vice worser
High off, angry, drunk off, petty
They're both freefallin', they both loved Tom Petty
Problems too deep, was the culprit
Money's the shooter and the doctor's so bullshit, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: JID]
Remember they always told me you would lie to me
I could have anything that I want
'Cause I'm a little weak when it comes to you
Sit down, lay on my shoulder, you can cry to me
You could have anything that you want
'Cause I'm a little sweet when it comes to you (Probably would've did the same)

[Verse 3: Bas]
Well not for me
Life is cheap, I been sellin' for a quarter P
I can't speak on it, on recordin' 'cause authorities
Want the deets on it, can't afford the beep word
I'm in Dover street shoppin', guess I landed feet first
Switch up my [?]
Mix match my Gucci with the Kenzo
It all depend who you depend on
I ain't lettin' me down, slow the beat down, hit my tempo
Run up on me, catch a beatdown
Shawty want a nigga beat down on it, I'ma need that tongue first
Shawty want a lil' relief, I got her swimmin' like it's Dunkerque
With no regard, I'm no life guard
Hate to burst all your balloons, but I'm realer when I puncture
Don't you die on the job, I know life's hard
But it's lethal when they leave you
Can appeal it like Ezekiel
When I peel back on your speak, I see fecal and it stink
Words couldn't hide the stench
Her, better find a bench
Bas life until the bank now, I'm back now