Expectations Songtext
von Wale

You expect me to know
A lot of shit that I′m just out here tryna figure out
And you expect me to know
The answer to some shit that I'm just tryna get about of
Where did the time, where did the time go?
I′m in a pain, tryna be around though
Of course you got the answers 'cause
You ain't the one that′s in my position

I′ve been sorting through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don′t you leave me here for dead now
I've been sorting through a lot of shit that′s in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don't you leave me here for dead now


Look, the winter is here, depression is tripling
Nobody giving shit, I′m getting bread
Industry really be killing my niggas
Guess entertainment business winning the game, wait
I'm not the same, I can't find no peace
I sacrificed my world to a world that ignored me

Black man in therapy ′cause white terror don′t sleep
I got to roll a Miley, might stop the PTSD
Carry the weight, bitches break up with you if you don't break
Niggas is lame, nigga, my drive ain′t the same
Of course you at rate, it's a wraith
On God, I got some reason to wear my head down

Pray all my odds be even ′cause it get hard
And I follow what I feel, but that's the issue

My thoughts can be deceiving if they get it wrong
Welcome, Hotel of the Messy

I′ve been sorting through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don't you leave me here for dead now
I′ve been sorting through a lot of shit that′s in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don't you leave me here for dead now

Look, and on God, she got some reason to wear her head down

Pray all her odds be even ′cause it get hard
And she follow what she feel and that's the issue


Her thoughts can be deceiving, her thoughts can be deceiving

Summer approach, she look in the mirror, she wish it was winter
Her tummy is poking, looking at Instagram making you sick
Yeah, the figure you fishing for ain′t in the ocean, no
Your potential is more than good, expectations is bogus though
Talk about what the eye don't see, this is body dysmorphia
Most of these pseudo-celebrities ain′t
Really beautiful as you could ever be
Talking and tanning and bleaching and all the
Procedures that make you go think that you not a queen

And I ain't judging, just being real
If the silicone help your anxiety
If I like you enough, I'ma foot the bill
But you do it for you, shawty, not for me
That′s a cycle that she repeat, all the
Models she follow ain′t living sweet

But the body she like doesn't come for cheap
She will live under knife for the infamy, see
But who am I to judge? I got my own problems, so I am not the one
When things get dark, I be in my own mind
So even in a crowd, I be more so alone
Just like you, just like me, just like us

Just like her, just like you, just like us

I′ve been sorting through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don′t you leave me here for dead now
I've been sorting through a lot of shit that′s in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
Don't you leave me here for dead now