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Not My Type (2000s Mix)
by i.G.C.
Genre: Rap / Hip-Hop Type: audio/mpeg
Lyrics
You had to crawl like you run this slide, but you still
But when it come to love, you're not my type Where the goals at, where's your spine?
Where the faith at, when it's not online?
You can keep that king, queen sign I won't raise right, not just raise on likes You at the bar, no job, no whip Barrel fit, can't cover the tip Talking all men trash, all girls fake But you text your ex at a quarter to eight You want a Prince Charming, golly man
But you act like a clown Throw a tantrum anytime they don't bow down I ain't judging that you're still in a mess We all got stages we ain't proud of a dress But if disrespect is your favorite tool You ain't grown yet You just too cool for school You act like you run this life
Not just raise on likes Bro in the VIP, no bills paid Mama in the kitchen, Wally flex all day Call every girl wifey in the same night Then quote Bible verses on his page by light Sis got her standards list ten feet long But she treat good dudes wrong than right sad songs Screenshots drama, poster tea But never say sorry, just say that's me You want respect but can't give it back Loose control every time you're attacked That's not strength, that's you still a kid
Wrong folks learn how to close their lips You at the club like you run this life But you still live on when your car decline No hate, lil shorty, you cute alright But when it come to love, you not my type Where the gold's at, where's your spot?
I wanna raise right, not just raise on likes I want somebody that can pray when it's rough Not just post-bless when they showing off stuff Somebody who can breathe when they feel that burn Say God help me before they swing and turn Hold eight beats when they feelin' attacked Walk away clean, no need to clap back That's real flex, that's grown control That's how you do it
But you still live home and you caught the crumb No hate, lil shorty, you cute, alright But when it comes to love, you not my type Where the goals at?
Where's your spine?