Im tired of lookin out my window,
seein shadows of you.
And I cant hang out wit my girls
cuz
im checkin my rearview.
You callin, breathin all hard
like
I cant hear you.
And everytime I go to the club
you just happen to be there to.
All I ever wanted was to be with you
but when I needed you,
I had to compete
with clubs, drugs,
the streets, and PS2.
Out all night chasin bitches,
with ya weak ass crew.
But I guess when you're in Rome,
you do what Romans do.
but, uh, they go home alone.
Just like you.
Wishin they would've held on.
Just like you.
Probably callin, playin on phones.
Just like you.
I'm so through dealin with niggas.
Just like you.
Cause I done had a few niggas.
Just like you.
I had the ballin type
that call all night,
keep claim he comin through.
I had the CEO,
that would bring me dough,
cause he thought he had something to prove.
I had the so called "God Man"
who thought he could do everything God can.
So he was closer to God
than the church man.
I had the "Meet me at the poetry spot"
down to earth man.
I had the nigga from the club
who was only good for a fuck.
And I had the street nigga
who claimed
he was only down on his luck.
I had a player wit no goals,
no heart,
just game.
I had the 24 in the studio,
on his way to fame.
I had a control freak
who thought he could keep me on a chain.
And I had a nigga that lied so much,
I don't even know his real name.
At the end of the night
they all made me feel the same.
I had a million things to lose,
and not a damn thing to gain.
I told you, "I need you"
and your shoulders shrug.
I tell you, "Im leavin"
And you call my bluff.
I say, "A million men want me"
You say, "They can have you then."
So when you beg for me to come back,
I tell you, "I got a man."
Who's not just my lover,
but my friend.
The closest person to me,
So I call him my next of kin.
And I know you think you own this,
But guess what?
He put it in.
And represented for ALL men.
Even those that act like boys,
but we still call men.
And you think you gonna fall in,
and feed me bullshit sprinkled wit game on it?
Well when he hit it,
He wrote his name on it.
I was committed
when he put his brain on it.
He and I will parade these streets,
and I will be damned
if you rain on it.
Look, I know you
have your regrets.
And, I'm not gonna throw it in your face,
Cause, hell,
I wish you the best,
BUT-
Him for you?
THats like....more for less.
And I just can't do it.
You had your chance
But you blew it.
And deep inside,
I think you knew.
It was killin me,
but silly me.
I couldn't see the forest,
for the trees.
and I didnt know I was cut so deep,
until I began to bleed.
I guess they left out all snakes
in the stories of the birds and bees.
So, you can cry me a river,
Nigga,
Cry me a sea.
But thats the last time I love a nigga,
That ain't got no love for me....
