Cycles lyrics
by David Phelps
I gotta chill
Been f*cking with too many woman here
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
It comes with being in the winners chair
You live on the go
That’s information I already know
But you not the type to put on the floor
So when I hit you be available
You use the money on the table
It don’t phase you
Would the sex be good if I p*ssed you off
And if n*ggas stressing you
Come get your sh*t off
Do make up down in Inglewood
sh*t ain’t always good
Would never sale her soul
Cause she know she always good
She love it when I rep the hood
Ribbons on the hood
Rolex on freezing cold got these b*tches shook
Is it true the sex best when you p*ssed off
Cause girl all you wanna do is sh*t talk
Wake up now we fighting in cycles
We make up now we loving in cycles
Only take one bad decision to final
Why do I have to pretend I not to like you
Round and around we go
Like a Merry go
Starting fights for only reasons you know
Like a Merry go