I Can't Be Fake - KendalYB

Yeah, To the ladies, One mo' message from T.I.P. I represent every man in America, Naw, the world You wanna know what he what he Thinkin' bout when he ain't Talkin to you bout why he can't Be your man you sure you wanna know Here it is My girl say I don't love her She say we just fuckin' Nothin' against you It's just that I hate tux She wanna toast with the Mo' and the ice Throwin' the rice Wake up with me for the rest of your life Ask me where I'm going, when I'comin back when I bounce Runnin her mouth, call herself the queen of the south Redecorate the crib throwin satin on the couch Catch me out adulteratin' takin' half of the house Well it ain't she don't deserve it Just I don't wanna give it The life she wanna live Shorty I don't wanna live it Makin' money shorty's missin' To all kind of digits From KeKe's to Chaniques's To Bianca's and Brigettes's Poppin' up unannouced, shorty call 'fore you visit Nothing about a number, mind your goddamn business Look bitch, some shit bout Tip won't change We can hang, but I got to let you know one thang I can't be your man It ain't you it's me, sorry shorty I can't be your man Where I been, I don't see no rings on these fingers I can't be your man Look to the future, find someone better than me I can't be your man You deserve much more, I'm no good to you shorty Don't it seem like shit be cool for a month and a half All of a sudden you frontin' and showin your ass Complainin' bout what you got Shorty look what you had Before me, it was pull-out couches and Bilitant bags Now she mad cause she ain't got a T.V. in her Jag I tell you what if that ain't good enough get back on the bus Give up the princess cuts and the Prada and stuff I take you out to eat and you order a bottle of what? Ungrateful wonderin' why I'm not faithful Ballin's all good but this shit is just wasteful Want me to pay your bills Help you get a bigger crib Shorty I don't mind helpin' But show some initiative Ain't brought nothin' to the table but hard times and heartache Do something, get on the grind for God's sake A reminder, rewind this message from your highness For those that chose to take my kindness for blindness I can't be your man I don't cheat cause I ain't shit I'm cheatin' cause you aint shit I can't be your man Every time I walk in the house you sittin' on that goddamn couch You ain't got nothing better to do I can't be your man Cook, clean, iron, pay the water bill, shorty do something Work with me I can't be your man Ay, pack you shit shorty, I'm droppin yo ass off at yo mami house Right now One more scenario Bout another jazzy hoe That I met on the road After a show in Ontario Shorty say she got a man That don't really scare me though But she say he got a temper So, but what he jealous for Cause you told him you were cheatin Hell, well what you tell him for Shit, what that got to do with Tip You better let him know Now she want to let him go But what for So you can get with me and keep being a slut hoe I don't think so baby better stay where you at I'm no good for you Never mind the way that he act You got a kid and a crib with him What's better than that I'm in town for the week you better settle for that I can't be your man I'm here for 4 days shorty, 4 days I can't change the world I can't be your man He don't treat you right? What that gotta do with me? I can't be your man He be cussin' you out and shit You cheated on him shorty, can you blame him? I can't be your man You ain't fend to bring that bullshit to me I don't want naan parts of it I can't be your man Look here man Get that shit out of my face Kick rocks I can't be your man I ain't fend to have nothing to do with it Their will be none of that round here I can't be your man Besides shorty you talk to much I can't deal with it

I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month twelve, day thirty-one and hour twenty-four I used to think if I missed hard enough you'd come back for sure And I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore It's not like I don't have tears to cry Such memories so little time This box of photographs to go through one by one There's just so much work to get done I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month twelve, day thirty-one and hour twenty-four I used to think if I missed hard enough you'd come back for sure And I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore When you skipped town I was such a mess So I found some things to do instead Trick is to find something to occupy your mind Now I spend most days chasin' mine And I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month twelve, day thirty-one and hour twenty-four I used to think if I missed hard enough you'd come back for sure And I can't be bothered now to miss you, I'm cuddling up to kiss you And I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore

Well, I'm going away to live Won't be back no more Going back down south, child Lord don't you worry 'bout Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Well, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Well, I feel like snapping Pistol in your face Going to let some graveyard Lord be your resting place Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah, I'm all in my sleep Hear my doorbell ring Looking for my baby Lord seen a doggone thing Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying Yeah, I know my little old babe She gonna jump and shout That old train be late man Lord I come walking out Woman I'm trouble Trouble and all worried mind Yeah, I just can't be satisfied Just can't keep on crying, well

Lying in my bed again And I cry 'cause you're not here Crying in my head again And I know that it's not clear Put your hands, put your hands Inside my face and see that it's just you But it's bad and it's mad And it's making me sad Because I can't be with you Be with you, be with you Be with you, be with you Be with you, be with you Baby, I can't be with you Thinking back on how things were And on how we loved so well I wanted to be the mother of your child And now it's just farewell Put your hands in my hand And come with me, I'll find another end And my head, and my head On anyone's shoulder 'Cause I can't be with you Be with you, be with you Be with you, be with you Be with you, be with you Baby, I can't be with you 'Cause you're not here, you're not here Baby, I can't be with you 'Cause you're not here, you're not here Baby, still in love with you, na na na Na na na na na na, still in love with you Na na na na na na, still in love with you Na na na na na na, still in love with you