| What's up?
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| Been a minute since we kicked it, you've been caught up
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| With them bitches, I don't get it, you're a star, love
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| You shouldn't have to deal with that
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| I'd never make you feel like that
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| 'Cause
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| I love me
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| I love me enough for the both of us
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| That's why you trust me
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| I know you been through more than most of us
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| So what are you
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| What are you, what are you so afraid of?
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| Darling, you
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| You give, but you cannot take love
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| Yeah, I needed to hear that shit, I hate when you're submissive
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| Passive aggressive when we're texting, I feel the distance
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| I look around the peers that surround me, these niggas tripping
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| I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different
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| Started realizing a couple places I could take it
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| I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement
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| I want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacation
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| And influence a generation that's lacking in patience
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| I've been dealing with my dad, speaking of lack of patience
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| Just me and my old man getting back to basics
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| We've been talking 'bout the future and time that we wasted
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| When he put that bottle down, girl, that nigga's amazing
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| Well, fuck it, we had a couple Coronas
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| We might have rolled a white paper, just something to hold us
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| We even talked about you and our couple of moments
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| He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown-ups
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| You a flower child, beautiful child, I'm in your zone
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| Looking like you came from the seventies on your own
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| My mother is sixty-six and her favorite line to hit me with is
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| "Who the fuck wants to be seventy and alone?"
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| You don't even know what you want from love anymore
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| I search for something I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored
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| But girl, what qualities was I looking for before?
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| Who you settling for? |
| Who better for you than the boy, huh?
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| I love me
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| I love me enough for the both of us
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| That's why you trust me
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| I know you been through more than most of us
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| So what are you
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| What are you, what are you so afraid of?
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| Darling, you
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| You give, but you cannot take love
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| Uh, thinking 'bout Texas, back when Porscha used to work at Treasures
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| Or further back than that, before I had the Houston leverage
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| When I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debit
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| A weak attempt at flexing, I'll never forget it
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| 'Cause that night I played her three songs
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| Then we got to talking 'bout something we disagreed on
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| Then she start telling me how I'll never be as big as Trey Songz
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| Boy, was she wrong
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| That was just negative energy for me to feed off
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| Now it's therapeutic blowing money in the Galleria
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| Or Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered Bria
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| Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music
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| When I could tell it was sincere without tryna prove it
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| The one that I needed was Courtney from Hooters on Peachtree
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| I've always been feeling like she was the piece to complete me
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| Now she engaged to be married, what's the rush on commitment?
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| Know we were going through some shit, name a couple that isn't?
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| Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz
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| Girl, I felt like we had it all planned out
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| I guess I fucked up the vision
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| Learning the true consequences of my selfish decisions
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| When you find out how I'm living, I just hope I'm forgiven
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| It seem like you don't want this love anymore
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| I'm acting out in the open, it's hard for you to ignore
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| But girl, what qualities was I looking for before?
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| Who you settling for? |
| Who better for you than the boy, huh?
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| I love me
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| I love me enough for the both of us
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| That's why you trust me
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| I know you been through more than most of us
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| So what are you
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| What are you, what are you so afraid of?
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| Darling, you
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| You give, but you cannot take love
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| Been Baka aka Not Nice from time, G
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| Been a East Side ting
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| Scarborough ting from time, G
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| Been have up di ting dem from time, G
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| So I don't know what's wrong with these
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| Little wasteman out here, eh?
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| Y'all need to know yourself |