| Wrong Since you don't wanna hear my voice, just hear my song | |
| Now all I need from you is to fix your attitude | |
| So we can move on | |
| Then we can move on [Verse 1:] | |
| She was mad at first, she ain't mad no more | |
| I guess I changed her mind when | |
| I opened that door | |
| You know it's hard to ignore tear drops on the floor | |
| At least I know right now that she loves me to the core | |
| She let's me in, | |
| I confessed my sins | |
| She unzips my pants, now we back to the norm | |
| This is what lovers do | |
| All my niggas can relate, they got mothers too | |
| And I can't tell you shit cause | |
| I'm as stubborn as you | |
| So my best bet is to stop ****ing with you | |
| But, that ain't right | |
| And if you can't forgive me then that ain't nice | |
| Man, I tried, | |
| I tried, I try [Hook:] | |
| I tried, I tried, | |
| I tried to not do you wrong | |
| Since you don't wanna hear my voice, just hear my song | |
| Now all I need from you is to fix your attitude | |
| So we can move on | |
| Then we can move on [Verse 2:] | |
| I said she's three times a lady, three types of crazy | |
| Rick James superfreak, three times daily | |
| Don't wanna see your eyes make the beat cry, baby | |
| Morning after can't find my | |
| Levis, baby | |
| Breath stinkin' in my draws had to beat down your walls | |
| A night of liquor you forget what all the shoutin's for | |
| Intentions pure so | |
| I swear it's not the alcohol | |
| These the type of things | |
| Sting wrote ballads on | |
| Oh, you heated now? | |
| I'm a get my gallop on | |
| Never was the one that you could put that saddle on | |
| Tryin' to take you down, you tryin' to get your battle on | |
| It's too much drama, get your actin' on | |
| Move On [Hook] [Verse 3:] | |
| I can't seem to lose you | |
| My mind keeps racing | |
| Cause you | |
| I keep chasing | |
| I'm trying to be patient | |
| I'm trying to be cool | |
| But cool warms to heat | |
| And heat starts burning | |
| And heat starts turning into sleet | |
| My mind plays repeat on the moments that we shared | |
| It was deep, it was you, it was we, it was sweet | |
| Now it's bitter cause you're gone 'til the | |
| Winter [?] best it's too long 'til | |
| November Somersaults, no love is lost, | |
| I hope Cause | |
| I'm swinging for the knockout but you got me by the ropes | |
| Put me on a necklace, girl you got me by the throat | |
| Quit playin' with my heart baby, you got me 'bout to choke | |
| I write this then | |
| I smoke, maybe you'll appear | |
| Sooner than later my dear | |
| Maybe this year |
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