K. Michelle - Dark Shades & Headphones (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

I don’t really wanna go there

I don’t wanna have to go there, oh

I'ma have to go there, oh

Thought it was the end of my fame

He rode on a bike in the rain

Proposed after one serenade

I should have been with Lala at the game

So them sunflowers died

Dream hotel where I cried

Me and you, we the same, nigga

It’s like who’s ego’s bigger

I’m hearing rumors about me saying who’s all in my bed. Just cause I sent him a tweet don’t mean that he’s fucking me.

I lost a fan over a man one day, I hope she’ll understand

I’m just a lonely heart, looking for the perfect man

Please don’t judge me, cause they judge me

I need you to love me, cause I’m really beautiful

So please don’t judge me

Cause they always judging me

And it got real ugly, I’m tryna make it beautiful,

Oho, oho, beautiful, yeah, beautiful, oh

You can’t answer my questions, and you change the subject

I used to cry till it hurt, oh it can’t get no worse

Lot of things I got used to, but not as I used to

Not loving you, oho,

Not loving you, yeah

Thought I was tough, but some shit still hurt

When he fuck you and leave, it make you question your worth

I just wanted somebody to love me, not judge me

Come home at night and make love to me

I’m such a dummy, cause I had that nigga

But he didn’t make enough money for me

Chasing the ballers dream

I ain’t seen love, but I know money

When your son gotta eat, ain't shit bout that funny

And I’m still trippin how I graduated college

But I end up strippin

Get your ass out the club if you ain’t bout tippin

I looked up and one day I did it

I shitted, shitted on everybody who said

I couldn’t, my ex spit on me and said I wouldn’t

Bitch I’m racked up, bitch I’m racked up

I’m in new Georgia peach from Memphis, Tennessee these bitches can’t fuck with me. Never cryin bout a nigga bitch I get my own checks

If you see me with a nigga best believe he got them racks

I wear Gucci, I wear Louie, white folks love me up in Saks and I never told a lie bitch I always state the facts. I came up, yeah I used to be a stripper

Yo Gotti got them bands they used to love to tip her

They say she ratchet but I’m just getting that

You bitches mad, cause I’m

In the club going hard, niggas say I’m disrespectul

The way I throw it back, yeah I do it disrespectful

Bitch you know this ass is fat, yeah I call that disrespectul

Yeah, yeah, yeah, shittin' on your whole life

Niggas say I’m disrespectul

We don’t wait in no lines, yeah I do it disrespectul

Bitch I’m really bout this life, yeah I call that disrespectul

Yeah I’m disrespectul, I’m disrespectul

I got a molly and a mix, you bitches talking shit

I’m so outta space, what the fuck will I do next?

Thanks to gucci for correcting these lyrics