Same Type

I ain't a saint, a nun But too many niggas wanna take me down Can't count On my hands, I gotta double up, yeah Another for the count Let's start with my dad Mean all disrespect Then to my ex He made a mess And then never asked Count, count, count on me It's so sad, but it's true That this shit ain't nothing new, new Take, take, take, and then take too much One day blowin' me kisses and then he gon' miss it Give it, gonna hype you up Travel my chest then end up leavin' me Overcompensated, complicated, fucking jaded And I don't know why I try when they all the same type I try I try when they all the same type I seen the good in you But some things bad people do, good things and Can't even see it's cruel I don't trust how much that I don't trust you Now anybody move Thinkin' that twistin' and controllin' Prolly got some morals missin' And I can't tell who from who Take, take, take, and then take too much One day blowin' me kisses and then he gon' miss it Give it, gonna hype you up Travel my chest then end up leavin' me Overcompensated, complicated, fucking jaded And I don't know why I try when they all the same type I try I try when they all the same type I try when they all the same, hey It's the stupid same mistake, hey Ain't nobody else to blame (ain't nobody else to blame) Ain't --- Same Type - Kiana Ledé