Drank Sinatra - You Ain't Gotta Explain It Lyrics

You broke my heart into a thousand words
Can't eat or sleep
Just sit and think
Then Grab my phone and purge...
You're pointing fingers
Trying to justify the way you're living
Posting on facebook
Just to confirm that I ain't tripping
I'm in my feelings...
Cuz ain't nuthin really making sense
On Face time or if when we in person
Shit just too intense... I Breathe
And just try to get through this shit
So I don't need all these distractions
Dividing my attention
Between money and your reactions
The Grind mode and the passion
Convenient wit how we treat each other
Lacking the compassion
To compromise
Instead of keeping It all G
You doing a lot of hiding
Avoiding facts
Now you're trying to provoke domestic violence
You either yelling at a nigga
Or it's awkward silence
Instead of talking to each other
We tell our friends our problems
Not even trying to solve it
Being evasive
Your actions speaking louder
Than what ur saying
U ain't even gotta explain it...
I'll take some time out
To address some issues
Before shit get too outta hand
And it come down to pistols
I'd rather lead come out my pencil
Than go through your tissue
Or have somebody break out tissues
Than to hug and kiss you
In real life, niggas get killed
Behind the way they feel
I find myself pinching my friends
To see if they're really real
Fr fr
It's hard to say that niggas is yo patnas
Cuz in private
When u ain't watching
Them Niggas talking about Ya
But in your face they're solid
Been knowing you since college
I'm hearing shit...
But u more concerned
Bout how I got that knowledge
Stead of talking bout it like men
You hanging up and shit
Nigga You act just like my bitch
With all these texts and these voice messages
Seems like a lot of animosity
Been building up...
But u should know by now
That I ain't built to give no fuck
About no nigga thats always
Talking Through his anus
Only to try to apologize later
My nigga... you ain't gotta explain it
In my heart I'll always forgive you
But I'll never forget
That like anybody
You're capable and you fuck up some shit
Wish you'd shut the fuck up listen
Instead being so sensitive
If I end up hurting your feelings
Just know it wasn't intentional
But I ain't selling no miracles
I'm a give it to you straight
Like Hennessy on the rocks
Or them shots of that Dussie
That Sugar coating fa fakes
I don't think much of mistakes
Maybe you do that shit on purpose
And you're really a snake
Thats why I'm... burning this grass
Blowing smoke in your face
Bitch Ain't nothing but time and space
But I got none of it to waste
On mother fuckers playing stupid
That's why my circle of trust
Is bout as big as my pupils
Cuz you worrisome ass niggas
Too Often become a nuisance
Thinking that taking losses
Weigh equal to your excuses
So deuces... And truth is
I don't fuck wit niggas
If we ain't on the same shit
If something happens
You ain't do shit to change it
So you ain't gotta explain it

You broke my heart into a thousand words
Can't eat or sleep
Just sit and think
Then Grab my phone and purge...
You're pointing fingers
Trying to justify the way you're living
Posting on facebook
Just to confirm that I ain't tripping
I'm in my feelings...
Cuz ain't nuthin really making sense
On Face time or if when we in person
Shit just too intense... I Breathe
And just try to get through this shit
So I don't need all these distractions
Dividing my attention
Between money and your reactions
The Grind mode and the passion
Convenient wit how we treat each other
Lacking the compassion
To compromise
Instead of keeping It all G
You doing a lot of hiding
Avoiding facts
Now you're trying to provoke domestic violence
You either yelling at a nigga
Or it's awkward silence
Instead of talking to each other
We tell our friends our problems
Not even trying to solve it
Being evasive
Your actions speaking louder
Than what ur saying
U ain't even gotta explain it...
I'll take some time out
To address some issues
Before shit get too outta hand
And it come down to pistols
I'd rather lead come out my pencil
Than go through your tissue
Or have somebody break out tissues
Than to hug and kiss you
In real life, niggas get killed
Behind the way they feel
I find myself pinching my friends
To see if they're really real
Fr fr
It's hard to say that niggas is yo patnas
Cuz in private
When u ain't watching
Them Niggas talking about Ya
But in your face they're solid
Been knowing you since college
I'm hearing shit...
But u more concerned
Bout how I got that knowledge
Stead of talking bout it like men
You hanging up and shit
Nigga You act just like my bitch
With all these texts and these voice messages
Seems like a lot of animosity
Been building up...
But u should know by now
That I ain't built to give no fuck
About no nigga thats always
Talking Through his anus
Only to try to apologize later
My nigga... you ain't gotta explain it
In my heart I'll always forgive you
But I'll never forget
That like anybody
You're capable and you fuck up some shit
Wish you'd shut the fuck up listen
Instead being so sensitive
If I end up hurting your feelings
Just know it wasn't intentional
But I ain't selling no miracles
I'm a give it to you straight
Like Hennessy on the rocks
Or them shots of that Dussie
That Sugar coating fa fakes
I don't think much of mistakes
Maybe you do that shit on purpose
And you're really a snake
Thats why I'm... burning this grass
Blowing smoke in your face
Bitch Ain't nothing but time and space
But I got none of it to waste
On mother fuckers playing stupid
That's why my circle of trust
Is bout as big as my pupils
Cuz you worrisome ass niggas
Too Often become a nuisance
Thinking that taking losses
Weigh equal to your excuses
So deuces... And truth is
I don't fuck wit niggas
If we ain't on the same shit
If something happens
You ain't do shit to change it
So you ain't gotta explain it