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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