More (feat. Lola Rae)

Yeah, yeah, we on the phone with it And back home, you know I'm Sean Combs with it Ayy, tell 'em, yeah, I got verses for it And I'm a street boy, so I'm on the road for it I hate it when they got me talkin' like a dog for it I hate it when I got to go and get the dog for it I hate it when she say she love me when I'm far from it I hate it when she tell me that she need a break from me I'm too busy tryna put the family on top But I always keep a eye on her like I'm Fetty Wap I know you're, I know you're not perfect for me You're just enough for me, I know you I know I said a couple things You had me so frustrated Had dreams of bigger things, yeah But look what we created You always wanted more, more, more, more More, more, more, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You always wanted more, more, more, more More, more, more, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I know you're not perfect for me, yeah But them hands gon' handle work for me, huh See, ain't gon' lie, I've seen you flirtin' with him, yeah But you gon' get this work from me I'ma tell you, tell you, can't nobody make it hurt like me, uh See, I'm the man, you know I can, you understand That ain't nobody worth it for me, yeah But baby, you so worth it for me I'ma tell you, tell you, ain't nobody layin' verses with me, uh It's from the dome, this on my own, see, can't no Nobody work it for me My mama prayed this Sunday, you should come to church with me I'ma pull up and make it worth it for you Ain't no nigga puttin' up in the dirt for you See, no, no, I know you're not perfect for me, yeah You're just enough for me, I know you I know I said a couple things You had me so frustrated Had dreams of bigger things, yeah But look what we created You always wanted more, more, more, more More, more, more, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You always wanted more, more, more, more More, more, more, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah