Wale
Hey sweetheart wassup boo
Whatchu up to
More club moves
I call her no answer
Her phone in the bag she dancing
Its four now the clubs over
I call her but oh hold up
Yall know what ignore button
Or the phone die that's
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those n***as on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other n***as numbers
So it leaved me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say stay she wanna leave
She up on her car so I gotta be
I'ma let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband but no one has a cape
Now you wondering wait
And I ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you babe
So play this s**t while you contemplate contemplate contemplate
So play this s**t while you contemplate
So play this s**t while you contemplate
Who am I living for
Is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for
Is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Wale
Them people they talking
Them lights they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know 'til I found it
To be honest I'm modest
One hater for every n***a on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother why talk to em
Where God at I need to call Him
My knees on the ground Dear Father
Don't let me break please make me stronger
How much longer will it linger
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With courtney love and late washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This ain't her chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I can't cope I can't think
I can't breathe this ain't me
This ain't easy I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me
I can't think am I doing this for them or me
Who am I living for
Is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are giving
Questions existing
Who am I living for
Is this my limit
Can I endure some more
Chances are giving
Questions existing
