It Ain't My Fault - Sage The Gemini

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

When a young nigga on, they listen

They just love me for the shine and the glisten

But hey, I already know… (Ayy, uh)

When I pull up, niggas already hating

Women love me, it’s like Paid in Full in the '80s

Only difference, Forgiatos, not Daytons

They want my money, they all like, «Fuck dating»

They’re playing innocent until I catch 'em all, ayy

That’s why the next girl never feeling low-key

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

When a young nigga on, they listen

They just love me for the shine and the glisten

But hey, I already know…

You ain’t got to be so insecure (Okay)

'Cause losing you also my biggest fear (Okay)

You call me, you crying, I’m switching gears (Okay)

When I hit it, we shaking the chandelier (Hey)

Fuck these other hoes, they ain’t shit, you don’t hear me though (You don’t)

I’d drop them all for you, you don’t feel me though (You don’t)

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

When a young nigga on, they 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

When a young nigga on, they listen

They just love me for the shine and the glisten

But hey, I already know, hey