Maybe It’s You

Album cover art for "Maybe It’s You" by K-Rino & Black Katt

K-Rino & Black Katt - Rap

Maybe It’s You

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[Intro] Ah, man He went go It's that part of the album where things start to get a little uncomfortable Y'all know the routine Play this round whoever this applies to Just bob your head, you gotta look at 'em Your homeboys/homegirps Say girl [Verse 1] You got too much crazy to weave through, can't nobody please you What could be the reason every dude you get with leaves you? Tell me what's a man to do, when you so tyrannical Oh I forgot, you too strong, these men out here can't handle you You too much woman for 'em, I heard it all, every lame phrase All of your relationships from day one end the same way But it never clicks why you get cut loose and eliminated It's cause of your attitude, you say they intimidated Get your understanding right 'cause you don't know what's up at all A man won't respect you, talk to dude like he a puppy dog It's all about you, if it's not, you flip out really fast Then can't understand when he burn out on your silly ass You have to dominate, you snappy with a lively mouth Need to learn the order, girl, don't make me pull that Bible out You never think about fixing up your failures Different people, same results, same complaints so what that tell ya? Maybe it's you [Chorus] You walk around all mad like Everybody you know done did you bad Attitude on blaze, need to act your age Blaming everybody else for your jacked up ways, hey Your name bad in these streets Same problem, same beef with everybody you meet, now Take a minute and just give it some thought No matter how it jumps off, it ain't never yo fault [Verse 2] I know this ain't a word but you a terrible conversator Every controversy, bro, you the common denominator You done ran off all your boys and every lady you dating And the only explanation you can give is they hatin' You never wrong, every story you gon' put a spin on Plus you lost every job that you've ever been on From you most people separate, you got a lot of reckless traits Women hesitate, you hardly ever get a second date Your mind is funny, G, honestly you too blind to see You say we ain't on your level, I say we ain't tryna be In your mind you good so why get rid of your past? It's sad 'cause you don't have no real friends that'll get on your ass Most women move around or find a dude stronger than you You try to blame every female for the wrong that you do You say that she the problem, if it was just her I could see But you done said the same thing 'bout the last 23 Maybe it's you [Chorus] You walk around all mad like Everybody you know done did you bad Attitude on blaze, need to act your age Blaming everybody else for your jacked up ways, hey Your name bad in these streets Same problem, same beef with everybody you meet, now Take a minute and just give it some thought No matter how it jumps off, it ain't never yo fault [Verse 3] When you walk up, I'm leaving, Bill, ain't no time for me to chill I'ma just go on and keep it real, you ain't got no people skills Blind, clueless, self-centered, no retreat, no surrender You think everyone you know is here just to push your agenda I don't want nothing to do with ya, people that went to school with ya Ain't nobody really cool with ya, don't nobody really fool with ya Too bossy, that's a fact, disrespectful, all of that And even though your family love you, they've been slowly falling back See my woman gon' respect me, I'ma gon' let you know directly, stupid lines like this upset me You knew how it was when you met me And dudes be wanting handouts because they soft and lazy Plus I don't like the ignorant ways that you talk to ladies When somebody let you know about yourself, you layin' back You don't even get it, you like, "Why people keep saying that?" Won't nobody stay 'cause your attitude won't go away You the one that got the mental issues so I say Maybe it's you [Chorus] You walk around all mad like Everybody you know done did you bad Attitude on blaze, need to act your age Blaming everybody else for your jacked up ways, hey Your name bad in these streets Same problem, same beef with everybody you meet, now Take a minute and just give it some thought No matter how it jumps off, it ain't never yo fault [Outro: Black Katt] I gotta keep it pimping, I'm straight up telling you You talking down on me, when it was really you So how to change your ways, don't wanna take the blame You talkin' out your lips, you flipped another script You're out here playing games, I'm playing games for keeps I'm dropping platinum tracks, I'm 'bout to hit these streets I'm giving you the game, 'cause I'm the real deal You know you perpetrating, you never keep it real

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Credits

Writers
  • Black Katt
  • K-Rino