Stuck in My Ways lyrics

[Intro: Kyle Richh & XXXTENTACION]
Damn, lil' FckBwoy! Man, you know that I be killin’ sh*t
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that (Glah)
Ridin’ on that thang, make a young n*gga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? Got you grindin' all on that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young n*gga eyes roll in my brain (f*ck it, you ain't mean sh*t to me, I got money, they treatin' me differently)
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control (Like, look what you did to me, you put the demon right into me)

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
I-I don't know if she feelin’ me (I don’t know)
And she hate that I'm stuck in my ways
Told bro that these b*tches insane
Lost in my thoughts, I be goin’ insane
S-she like, "Why you can't answer my call?"
I can't text, baby, I'm on the plane
Glah, but I cannot blame you
I blame the person who raised you

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
And if she for the streets
I don’t think that is the woman for me
She a bird, all on the block
She don't know better, her mom is a thot
Told my b*tch, "I like you a lot
And the sun not the reason you hot
I love the way that you move
I think of you when I'm not in the mood"
Mama told me, "Do not play with your food"
But I got a thing for that 'ussy
Lock that door, we gon' f*ck up the room
Damn, too good to be true
All these b*tches, they f*ck up my trust
And it don't be love, it be lust
I'm just prayin' I find me my India
[Verse 2: Kyle Richh & Jay Gwuapo]
Pop a 30 to see through the pain
Like 2 a.m., I be thinkin' she missin' me
I'm in love with your life, if you listening
Like, look what the f*ck you done did to me
f*ck it, you ain't mean sh*t to me
(I got money, they treatin' me differently
Like, look what you did to me
You put the demon right into me; like)

[Verse 3: Jay Gwuapo]
I ain't cuffin' a thot, I need a Barbie, you gon' go right with the rest of them b*tches
Stay with my knocks, feel like the king of New York, 'cause I'm really the best in this sh*t
Gave her the di*k, she keep on callin' my phone, ain't no time to be stressin' a b*tch
f*ck all the opps, I keep on f*ckin' these b*tches, so I fell in love with this sh*t
Baby, I'm heartless, I gotta stick to myself, I don't think I'm ready for you
I know you made for the streets, God ain't make you for me, I'm just telling the truth
They know we GBG gang, y'all n*ggas better stop playing, y'all know what we do
Free all my n*ggas that's locked, no, I can't wait 'til they touch, I'ma wait for my crew

[Bridge: Jay Gwuapo]
n*gga
Glah, glah

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
And if she for the streets
I don't think that is the woman for me
She a bird, all on the block
She don't know better, her mom is a thot
Told my b*tch, "I like you a lot
And the sun not the reason you hot
I love the way that you move
I think of you when I'm not in the mood"
Mama told me, "Do not play with your food"
But I got a thing for that 'ussy
Lock that door, we gon' f*ck up the room
Damn, too good to be true
All these b*tches, they f*ck up my trust
And it don't be love, it be lust
I'm just prayin' I find me my India
[Outro: XXXTENTACION]
Ridin' on that thang, make a young n*gga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? Got you grindin' on all that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young n*gga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control