Her Fears lyrics

[Intro: Brooklyn Love]
Baby, please, I'm so sorry
I just get so crazy when it comes to you
You gotta understand, this is–
This is all new to me
But I'm crazy about you

[Chorus]
She admit that she got issues (Issues)
Issue with trust (Issue with trust)
Issues with lust (Uh)
If I admit that I got issues (Oh-no)
Issue with loving you
Issue with f*cking you
Issues, baby

[Verse 1]
I can't indulge in this sh*t
You f*cked another n*gga, you can't love me a bit
That pus*y ain't hittin' on none
These n*ggas ain't hittin' on none
Tell me the truth, why the f*ck is you mumblin'?
I think you lyin' to me
Tell me the truth, why the f*ck is you stutterin'?
Bleu, I-I-I, save it
Thought you was the one, this ain't The Matrix
[Chorus]
She admit that she got issues
Issues, issues
Issue with trust (Issue with trust)
Issues with lust (Issue with lustin')
If I admit that I got issues (I admit it)
Issue with loving you
Issue with f*cking you
Issues, baby (Issues)

[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, I got issues (I got issues), she got di*k and tissue (She got tissues)
We used to kick it like Jiu Jitsu way, but now I miss you
It don't feel the same no more
Not when I'm f*ckin' you, not when I'm lovin' you
I'ma be honest, I can't get hard or nothin' (Can't get hard)
Already had all the receipts, so girl, you lyin' for nothin' (You lyin')
Just cryin' for nothin' and I can't stand that sh*t
I ain't save no money on you, just spend that sh*t
Louis V, Chanel, Moncler, it's love in the air
I don't wish you happiness
I hope you have a f*cked up time
f*ck you and him
Ah, let's get it
Bleu Vandross, yeah
[Chorus]
She admit that she got issues
Issues, issues
Issue with trust (Issue with trust)
Issues with lust (Issue with lustin')
If I admit that I got issues (I admit it)
Issue with loving you
Issue with f*cking you
Issues, baby
(Vandross, Vandross)

[Verse 3]
Sorry, that jit ain't mine, we need to go to Maury
I seen that b*tch just jump straight out the car so fast I forgot to park it
She mad at me, so I'ma go f*ck the baddest b*tch at this lil' party
Probably sit and rub all over her, I get too freaky when I'm drunk, I'm sorry
I ain't lyin', that b*tch wasn't too bad in the face but sh*t she had a lil' body
Say she no freak, but she a freak to me, I turned her to a lil' thottie
Had to take an Advil, my head be hurting when I be on Hpnotiq, yeah

[Chorus]
She admit that she got issues
Issues, issues
Issue with trust (Issue with trust)
Issues with love (Issue with lustin')
If I admit that I got issues (I admit it)
Issue with loving you
Issue with f*cking you
Issues, baby
Oh, no