Kriss Espoir, Mazo - Jealousy Type Lyrics

I’m the jealousy type
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type
I get fresh-air outside
That’s when you texting your phone
Now my insecurities are up I'm questioning all of my trust
I’m the jealousy type
Just cool me down
And remind me that you’re mine
I’m the jealousy type
Just cool me down
And remind me that I am yours
We pull up to the club
I don't want to see nobody but you
On my way to get the drinks, I see
Bruno, mike, Brian, Trevor
Jack, Dave, Isaac, Kevin
Tony, Nivla, Tristan, Prince
Steve and HB
You know what is up
You fucking my mind
I’m angry and mad
I know when I ask you it will be more like you are friends
you should probably know that
I'm the jealousy type
I’m the jealousy type?
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much??
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type
Yeah, yeah
Infidelity, made her drown in jealousy,
A nigga won't stop, cause this shit brings him dopamine
Uh
A different bitch a night is his life-style,
A nigga breathe as much as he fuck-in lies
And when she cries, all in his mind is doggy style
Sex-addicted
Every night in clubs and his ring is missin'
No thoughts of his wife and the kids he left in
A home he thinks he built
But the roof's collapsing
Ceiling's crumbling
Ceiling's crumbling
Generational damage
Cause in his kid's adolescence
They growing spiteful of his presence
And if they could
He wouldn't be their father
The missin' love
Of their enduring mother
At the cost of a home
Life lost, cause it's gone
Never felt the warmth of home
And who to blame but that nigga
The fuckin whore
Bitch ass
Weakness, flowing, kept him intact
But fucked with those around him and the impact
Is hate
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type

I’m the jealousy type
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type
I get fresh-air outside
That’s when you texting your phone
Now my insecurities are up I'm questioning all of my trust
I’m the jealousy type
Just cool me down
And remind me that you’re mine
I’m the jealousy type
Just cool me down
And remind me that I am yours
We pull up to the club
I don't want to see nobody but you
On my way to get the drinks, I see
Bruno, mike, Brian, Trevor
Jack, Dave, Isaac, Kevin
Tony, Nivla, Tristan, Prince
Steve and HB
You know what is up
You fucking my mind
I’m angry and mad
I know when I ask you it will be more like you are friends
you should probably know that
I'm the jealousy type
I’m the jealousy type?
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much??
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type
Yeah, yeah
Infidelity, made her drown in jealousy,
A nigga won't stop, cause this shit brings him dopamine
Uh
A different bitch a night is his life-style,
A nigga breathe as much as he fuck-in lies
And when she cries, all in his mind is doggy style
Sex-addicted
Every night in clubs and his ring is missin'
No thoughts of his wife and the kids he left in
A home he thinks he built
But the roof's collapsing
Ceiling's crumbling
Ceiling's crumbling
Generational damage
Cause in his kid's adolescence
They growing spiteful of his presence
And if they could
He wouldn't be their father
The missin' love
Of their enduring mother
At the cost of a home
Life lost, cause it's gone
Never felt the warmth of home
And who to blame but that nigga
The fuckin whore
Bitch ass
Weakness, flowing, kept him intact
But fucked with those around him and the impact
Is hate
I am always concerned
I Was hurt too much
Think I have seen enough
I don’t want them to get around
That’s how they tear me apart
And raise my suspensions
For no good reason
I tear up my visa
Just to get you quicker
I’m the jealousy type