Love is blind, you just see bright light
You up in the club feelin’ the night life, lookin’ for the right type
Blood rushing to your heart making it beat
When she swept you off your feet & made it complete
You know the plan you had to conquer the world
Thinking you Scarface, looking for that perfect girl
And now you found her…
Started with romantic, then got to frantic
Then things that’s normally small become gigantic
Now y’all sinkin’ like the Titanic, here come the panic
Bein’ with you like a habit, without you I can’t stand it
It’s tragic when you wonder when you lost that magic
Without understand that you never had it to try to grab it
In the bed gettin’ a nut off, communication cut off
Getting mad cause you turned or wondering where she shut off
Constantly comparing you to someone in my past
We don’t smile anymore, and we argue over cash
Advance to that physical shit
See what happens if you keep talkin’
See what happens if you lay a finger on me motherf…
See what I’m sayin’?
It’s like one big mind game that everybody playin’ &
Niggas say bitches is trife, bitches say nigga is
We just don’t understand our fundamental differences
I’m still learning though, actually
I just do what come naturally…
We have problems but thats all in the past, Everybody got problems baby I got a past. Remember I used to do things that would make you laugh, Like ordering girl drinks in a masculine glass. You like pina coladas, getting caught in the rain, Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain, Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains, And you the type of girl that probably deserve a new last name.
But they never let us do our thing, Everybody lying on who I bang, We was on fire but they blew our flame. Ain’t no denying baby you have changed, Cause now your high heels clicking. Your lip gloss glisten, Your hips start switching, You’re pissed off, tripping Cause even when we’re kissing baby girl feel different.
It kept me on the phone and demanded they always. See, she knew about all my lies the whole time, Now my credit so bad I can’t get no one to co-sign. I woulda thought she woulda busted a dope crime, But she up and left a nigga and she aint give me no sign.
Now she back in the club in a tight dress
With dreams of someday wearing a white dress