Matt Martians - Adjust Lyrics

Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust
Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust
No backbone
How could i go wrong?
Had to cut you off
Rip out your soul
Babygirl actin like I'm dumb In my old age
I been gettin hoes
Had to turn Holy
I had to switch champagne with the gas aye
No more campaign is what they don't say
Girlfriend you got everything you needed
But the devil took your soul
It aint like he even need it girl
Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust
Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust
She's a 2 facer
It ain't my fault
I had to get up out her way
Causing so much salt
In the meantime between time
I had that thought
That the next love that takes from
Just let go
And that you're a bag chaser
I knew that tho
So why did I get involved?
Did I stoop that low?
But it made me evolve
I admit that tho
No more hoes in the walls
Had to shut that door
Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust
Under my bed
She all in my head
Sound of the dead
I had to address
Decent at best
I had to confess
Far too many hoes
So I had to adjust