By Design

Why Do I Fall in love with woman who got a baby daddy Need more than one girl to make me happy I tell them lies Why Do I Make enemies out the people that I'm befriending Give em pens and they would try write my ending But then I'm to blame Why Do I Give a man on the streets my last dollar Am I selfless or hope for good karma I'll never know Why Do I Sacrifice everything for the passion To realize one day, it just won't happen Its such a shame I'm just tryna' be, over seas like the cymbal for degrees World tour in African then a show out in Belize Flights out of Mexico straight to NYC Performing in the Garden like a strip tease from Eve Never compromise the art, that's the rule tho' Hope I never lose my spark like Derulo Light skinned like Boris Chicago homie asked how I'm doing I said I'm cool Joe Never questioned myself on how long it took make it When you know what you're destined for is it's that easy to be patient Write my fears on the mirror, everyday I face it Allow me to give you my greatness, that's just me in one statement I'm just tryna' be what you made I'm just tryna' be what you made Your daughter told her father, why she got to be a paddle tail? Vegas to Avondale, when I can't make it you mad as hell She slipped up and called me daddy You slipped up and called me daddy too Baby I aint mad at you That's just what good dick'll do That's just what good dick'll do That's just what good dick'll do That's just what good dick'll do When yo' ex calls up yo phone asking why y'all don't talk no mo' tell em That's just what good dick'll do