35 acessos
You can taste the dishonesty, it's all over your breath
As you pass it off so cavalier, but even that's a test
Constantly aware of it all, my lonely ear
Pressed against the walls of your world
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I'm praying to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I pray you catch me
Nothing else ever seems to hurt like the smile on your face
When it's only in my memory, it don't hit me quite the same
Maybe it's a cause for concern, but I'm not at ease
Keeping my head to the curb
Pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me listening
I pray to catch you whispering
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me
I pray you catch me
I'm praying you catch me
Hold up, they don't love you like I love you
Slow down, they don't love you like I love you
Back up, they don't love you like I love you
Step down, they don't love you like I love you
Can't you see there's no other man above you?
What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you
Hold up, they don't love you like I love you
Oh, down, they don't love you like I love you
Something don't feel right
Because it ain't right
Especially comin' up after midnight
I smell your secret, and I'm not too perfect
To ever feel this worthless
How did it come down to this?
Going through your call list
I don't wanna lose my pride, but I'mma fuck me up a bitch
Know that I kept it sexy, and know I kept it fun
There's something that I'm missing, maybe my head for one
What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy?
Jealous or crazy?
Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately
I'd rather be crazy
Hold up, they don't love you like I love you
Slow down, they don't love you like I love you
Back up, they don't love you like I love you
Step down, they don't love you like I love you
Can't you see there's no other man above you?
What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you
Hold up, they don't love you like I love you
Slow down they don't love you like I love you
Oh it is such a shame
You let this good love go to waste
I always keep the top tier, 5 star
Backseat lovin' in the car
Like make that wood, like make that wood
Holly like a boulevard
What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy?
Jealous and crazy?
Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately
I'd rather be crazy
So what are you gonna say at my funeral
Now that you've killed me?
Here lies the body of the love of my life
Who's heart I broke without a gun to my head
Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead
Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted
Most bomb pussy, who because of me, sleep evaded
Her shroud is loneliness, her God was listening
Her Heaven would be a love without betrayal
Ashes to ashes, dust to sidechicks
(Sorry) I ain't sorry, (sorry) I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
(Sorry) I ain't sorry, (sorry) I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry)
I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry)
Headed to the club (I ain't sorry)
I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry)
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup (sorry, I ain't sorry)
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause
I had enough (sorry, I ain't sorry)
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him: Boy, bye (sorry)
Tell him: Boy, bye, (sorry) boy, bye
Middle fingers up
I ain't thinking 'bout you
(Sorry) I ain't sorry, (sorry) I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
I ain't thinking 'bout you
(Sorry) I ain't sorry, (sorry) I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No, no, hell nah
Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home
Today I regret the night I put that ring on
He always got them fucking excuses
I pray to Lord you reveal what his truth is
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't thing about nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie, better grow up
Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up
I see them boppers in the corner
They sneaking out the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair
He better call Becky with the good hair
[Beyoncé]
Oh, la la la
Oh, la la la
Oh, la la la
Don't hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself
Who the fuck do you think I am?
You ain't married to no average bitch boy
You can watch my fat ass twist boy
As I bounce to the next dick boy
And keep your money, I got my own
Get a bigger smile on my face, being alone
Bad motherfucker, God complex
Motivate your ass, call me Malcom X
Yo operator, or innovator
Fuck you hater, you can't recreate her, no
You'll never recreate her, no, hero
We just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be baby
You just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be
[Jack White]
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself
When you diss me, you diss yourself
Don't hurt yourself
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself, (don't hurt yourself)
Don't hurt yourself
When you love me, you love yourself
Love god herself
We just got to let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, baby
Hey baby, who the fuck do you think I am?
I smell that fragrance on your Louis V, boy
Just give my fat ass a big kiss boy
Tonight I'm fucking up all your shit boy
(I am the dragon breathing fire
Beautiful mane, I'm the lion
Beautiful man, I know you're lying)
(I did not come to play with you country hoes
You back by popular demand
Oh yes, you best to believe it
I came to slay bitch)
Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’)
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro
With that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all his money
But they never take the country out me
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag
I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, yellow-bone it
I dream it, I work hard
I grind ‘til I own it
I twirl all my haters
Albino lligators
El Camino with the ceiling low
Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what’s mine, take what’s mine
I’m a star, I’m a star
Cause I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, okay
I slay, okay, all day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
We gon’ slay, slay
Gon’ slay, okay
We slay, okay
I slay, okay
I slay, okay
Okay, okay, I slay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination
Slay trick, or you get eliminated
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation
You know you that bitch
When you cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper