The Little Things (feat. Jay Knight)

(Jay Knight) I guess he keeps it lo-oh-oh-owkey Stop acting like you kn-oh-oh-ow me It's the little things You a product of the people that's around you You got snakes, you got fakes Yeah, please don't waste my time You so grown, but you acting like a bitch You a two face hoe, and you trippin bout these bitches But you acting like I don't see it, Taking notes I stay peeping, I swear to GOD he acting like a diva (ohh) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven He talking to these hoes behind my back, I ain't trippin Please don't bring your hoe around me You got some insecurities, aye Let me break it down, yeah Talking behind my back, that's where it starts now You a bitch behind my back, for these bitches You-you bout to be 30 that's a shame He acting brand new, but I guess it's free game I guess he keeps it lo-oh-oh-owkey Stop acting like you kn-oh-oh-ow me It's the little things You a product of the people that's around you You got snakes, you got fakes Yeah, please don't waste my time You so grown, but you acting like a bitch You a two face hoe, and you trippin bout these bitches But you acting like I don't see it, Taking notes I stay peeping, I swear to GOD he acting like a diva (ohh) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven He talking to these hoes behind my back, I ain't trippin I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven He talking to these hoes behind my back Don't be thinking, I don't lose sleep Been thinking lately like are you gon switch up on me Say you partner but my bitch you craving Tell me how you would feel If I would push up on your main squeeze DM your SIDE, Say I'm your guy but don't you at me Receipts from vanish, You talk crazy on that type beat Why you all up in your feelings, shit get rocky I'm on a new wave trynna get paid, Can't block the moment when the hustle screaming my name I got momentum, You Mark Jackson, I'm LeBron James I'm on the court, You on the sideline calling my game Swear to God that they don't know me, That drama shit won't touch me I reside inside my purpose, my purpose been living rent free All my brothers having motion, my bitches pop on news feeds And I'm not living in disguise , Them lame ass niggas can't get in free It's the little things You a product of the people that's around you You got snakes, you got fakes Yeah, please don't waste my time You so grown, but you acting like a bitch You a two face hoe, and you trippin bout these bitches But you acting like I don't see it, Taking notes I stay peeping, I swear to GOD he acting like a diva (ohh) I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven He talking to these hoes behind my back, I ain't trippin