Tell Me Why ft. Cloud Soulja Lyrics

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

No, no

Roll up, roll up some (roll up)

In the studio but I can't make a love song (love song)

And you're cursing me cause you wonder when you went wrong (went wrong)

Blowing up a check, and it's stormy

Keep that hoe in check cause she want me

I ain't involved with all of that rap beef

I'm crashing, I'm spiralling, I might just go, shit

Told 'em"Wait, I don't give a fuck"

Bitch, I'm tweaking off of life, and bitch, you be tweaking off drugs

X,Y,Z in your veins and you think that you live it up

Live it up, live it up, it's a cover up (it's a cover up)

I write about losing myself and double it (yea, I double it)

There's no substance to this shit, I just mumble it (I just mumble it)

I write about losing myself and double it (yea, I double it)

I just talk about my life and then I muzzle it (then I muzzle it)

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, no, no, no

On the edge, on the edge, sometimes I be on the edge

Imma leave you on your head, imma leave a pussy dead, yeah, yeah

Might just end my life instead, hang myself right off the edge

Promise none, ain't shit a pledge, yeah, yeah

Run Amok, I ran it up, I don't give not a single fuck

I pay my dues and did my time, it's really time to see the front

I hate my life but I'm still going dumb, I'm tryna have some fun

And you cannot see this, the spirit of freedom

I'm rolling my feelings, controlling my demons

Exposing my mindstate, what I need, my heads down

Hands of God surround me, it's too late to slow down

Nah, I can't let him have the best verse though, let's go

I'm on my crazy shit, yeah, I'm 'bout it

I'm flipping blue benjamins and them counterfeits

If I spray my choppa, don't care who it hit

Slanging bricks like it's Stonewall, you know I run this shit, bitch

Take it back to when it was good

Tell me why I didn't pop out the hood

We made it, we made it, but that's all good

But all of the homies are stuck in the hood

Tell me why I'm still in this mess

Tell me why I can't get out of my head, yeah