It's a hundred on the dash
Give a hundred percent
You can do the math
20 20 vision
(But you just don't see it)
Laced up, Guiseppe boots, I'm all good
Keys in that thing, interior all wood
Now ending hills is in the rearview
But piece of mind is what I don't got
You make a girl hit up the dope spot
White line, it's a thin line
Prenup, been signed, so quit playing, bench time
I wanna make you happy
But you just don't see it
I wanna be around babe
Buty I'm so tired of competing
We say all the wrong things til we make each other cry
What are we doing? Will it ever get better?
I gave you eveything that I've got
Watch my feelings walk on by
Ever guess it would try
This is how I feel inside, feel inside
Guess who used to say yes boo
Now when you say baby is fake
Test tube, jet white, we don't do jet blue
Skinny tie on that thing, winter fresh blue
Super star, you know I'm in the press room
That's why I'm shitting on these bitches, restroom hahaha
That's ca ca ca ca, get the fuck up out my face
With all that rah rah rah rah
You been wack, might send some brooklyn niggas, get ya kidnapped
With ya bitch ass, hit the dryer cause ya washed, splish splash
I never thought that I would have this feeling
But you think for once, that you could truly mean it
Wasting so much time at disagreeing
See I'm to the part where I don't know what I believe it
Won't you make up your mind
Boy decide (decide, decide)
We can't go on like this, this ain't right
I'm feeling really bad, feeling kinda low
Think it's time to go
I gave you eveything that I've got
Watch my feelings walk on by
Ever guess it would try
This is how I feel inside, feel inside
Yo, this is a Mary J Blige, Nicki Minaj
Knock-out, collab
