Look
I just feel like you never respect me
When has ignorace ever been sexy
Said it's all about talking our feelings
But if you would listen I'll tell you what vexs me
I don't feel like you know me for real like
Only dating the size that my legs be
When I talk to my girls
Thay've been saying we're meant to be closer
We're meant to be besties
They know me
You don't
They try but
You won't
You've been giving a lot of your time to the boys
But you hate when I say you forgot me
If I asked you the day that we met
Would you know when we met without using a proxy
When you told me you rated the sass
But the second I fell you were hating the moxie
You're saying that I'm hard to handle
Real men love the strech and handles
Never tell me how my body should look
If you've never done a day in my feminine sandals
And you hate when I'm out with the girls
You know their men setting better examples
And I hate when you're out with the boys
Cos I know that your boys will be checking for samples
Yes I could be salty but I don't need that to stress me out
Guess you probably think I need you, boy I could do sick without
You don't look the same I've got some things
I need to think about
Yeah you tell me how you feel your actions seem to fuel the doubt but
I do know one thing though
You men you come you go
Saturday through Sunday Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
Putting all my feelings on this paper
Hope you read this ho
Hope you read this ho
Saturday through Sunday Monday
Monday through Sunday (yeah)
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow (maybe we'll someday grow)
Putting all my feelings on this paper
Hope you read this (hope you read this)
Look
I've been giving a lot from the second I met you
It seems like it's never enough though
All the hours I worked for the clothes on your back
And I did it with nothing but gusto
See I gotta be there for your needs make time for mine
And then hold my family
Got back to the plates in the sink
So pardon me if sometimes I get angry
And I wanna be left on my own
Sometimes somehow that means I hate you
Spent a little down time outside
And somehow thinking I'm being unfaithful
Say I shouldn't go out with the boys
But you're gonna be pissed if I turn this table
And you think I don't hear you
Talk on the phone to your girls
Tryna act like angels
Cos she's saying I should've been taller
You're jealous she dating a baller
You're saying you should've just stayed with your ex
Cos I know that you wanted a lawyer
But you wanna get mad
Cos of things in the past
I chilling with somebody's daughter
Still bringing up things that we left in the past
Like a broken cam recorder
Said I never talked my feeling
When we met that's what you liked
You don't like me shouting but you raise your voice
That's why we fight
Said you never hurt me but I know you did this out of spite
If I've never meet your needs
I'll pack my bags and leave tonight cos
I do know one thing tho
Women they come they go
Saturday through Sunday Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
Putting all my feelings on this paper
Hope you read this ho
I do know one thing tho
People they come they go
Saturday through Sunday Monday
Monday through Sunday yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
Putting all my feelings on this paper
Hope you read this