Won't Get It...

Chorus:

some might do drugs

some might do clubs

mistreating love

but I can’t judge

who can I trust?

who can we trust?

who can I trust?

when trust ain’t enough

some might do drugs

some might do clubs

mistreating love

but i can’t judge

I can’t judge

‘Til they walk a mile in your shoes

They won’t get it…

V1:

they be like Ty, “why you in therapy?”

cause I had visions they tried to bury me

no i don’t need no sympathy

getting your shit together means more to me

Lord knows I try

Had to wipe my own eyes

Kept it all inside

But that don’t make it right, make it right

(It really don’t)

I could think of so many places I could be

But maybe then, I wouldn’t be me

Maybe there’s a purpose I can’t see

Chorus:

some might do drugs

some might do clubs

mistreating love

but I can’t judge

who can I trust?

who can we trust?

who can I trust?

when trust ain’t enough

some might do drugs

some might do clubs

mistreating love

but i can’t judge

I can’t judge

‘Til you walk a mile in my shoes

You won’t get it, you won’t get ah

You won’t get it, no no no