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I'm trynna be a little more this a little more that aye Im not on the list riddle me that aye I gave her a lot of my shit She took it and left, aye I'm doing the math, aye Trying not to be mad But I'm losing my temper Trynna stay cool like december She said that she don't like my gender That's shit that i do not remember I chew on that like hamburger Grab the burner, comitted murder, steamy windows Tina Turner Stuck in limbo i dont think so, i deserve her Imma need a little more than that And imma need a little more than you Tell me what's the reason that you mad? Got a n*gga feeling blue Confidential space I don't like delays get the f*ck up out my face You ain't got no taste b*tch this ain't no race Couldn't catch up either way That ain't what I like you can't stay the night You ain't getting no invite No Reply no reply No Reply no reply And that's for ever ever for ever ever Baby i'm like whatever ever whatever ever I try to be a little more this A little more optimistic You shooting your shot but missed it Now i'm looking so sopshisticated I waited and i got tired of this shit I couldn't believe It's not what i need I figured the wrongs and fixed it N*gga what you thinking Now she winking Let that sink in and we drinking But we ain't messing round at all She wanna tennis i play ball But act a menace when i call Imma need a little more than that And imma need a little more than you Tell me what's the reason that you mad? Got a n*gga feeling blue Confidential space I don't like delays get the f*ck up out my face You ain't got no taste b*tch this ain't no race Couldn't catch up either way That ain't what I like you can't stay the night You ain't getting no invite No Reply no reply And that's for ever ever for ever ever Baby i'm like whatever ever whatever ever And that's for ever ever for ever ever Baby i'm like whatever ever whatever ever