Suddenly
All of a sudden
This girl pressin' my buttons
Who the hell let her inside
Ain't got it; I can't provide
Yo sugar honey ice
Tea-o-n, emotions she got a lot
Too busy for watchin' clocks
I get in when I get in
She send... paragraphs
Them texts I never read
Don't even leave her on read
Ignore it and go to bed
In love with my sleep
As I get older the value is deep
I catch my z's, eat my breakfast and now you can speak
Let's talk about all the reasons you think you mad
And then I'll tell you the real one
Then you walk out the building
Now I'm back to my regular
I refuse to let you fuck my schedule up
Yo silent treatment teachin' a lesson what
Do you think that is? I love the silence for real
Try that shit on some kids, I'm not yo average meal girl
Say I stress out yo edges, but toes still curl
Had to welcome you to the real world, suddenly
Swear to God
Women think that they can just
Like throw an attitude and ignore you
Like freeze you out for like a week or so
And it's gonna have some kinda effect right?
But I'm THE asshole
Huh, I know you are but what am I?
You get to callin' me outta my name actin' like we ain't the same person
I'm the cool-headed side of the dice,
You the side, callin' cops on me twice
Yeah I'm wise enough to know that yo' actions just exaggerated reactions to somethin' I did
Nah you ain't crazy, rather you like Solange hittin' Jay-Z
Except in this instance you actin' more on suspicions
Than confirmed facts, where the hell is yo' proof?
Throwin' shit and yellin' at me, screamin' "tell me the truth!"
First, tell me the scoop
Which one of yo bitter ass, live on twitter ass,
Girls told you I was not in the booth
I got receipts, but I'd love to hear yo' facts on it
Since you so confident, go 'head and put some racks on it
Women be around, I been in this situation before
But that look you 'bout to have on yo' face a fat bonus, no doubt
Know that couch a fold out, you sleepin' on it either way
Harder to forgive somebody for being right than the inverse
Ain't gon' rub it in, know that shit hurts
Reach inside of yo big purse, recover yo' pride
Down to ride, suddenly
I accept apologies
From 9 am to 12 pm on weekdays
(She's not gonna apologize, at best she's gon' get some lingerie)
Or via email
(Vicky's Secret if you're lucky but, probably not)
Either one, I'm not picky
Suddenly
Suddenly
The worst part is when she turns it around on you
And tries to act like you're the bad guy, watch
This girl pressin' my buttons
Who the hell let her inside
Ain't got it; I can't provide
Yo sugar honey ice
Tea-o-n, emotions she got a lot
Too busy for watchin' clocks
I get in when I get in
She send... paragraphs
Them texts I never read
Don't even leave her on read
Ignore it and go to bed
In love with my sleep
As I get older the value is deep
I catch my z's, eat my breakfast and now you can speak
Let's talk about all the reasons you think you mad
And then I'll tell you the real one
Then you walk out the building
Now I'm back to my regular
I refuse to let you fuck my schedule up
Yo silent treatment teachin' a lesson what
Do you think that is? I love the silence for real
Try that shit on some kids, I'm not yo average meal girl
Say I stress out yo edges, but toes still curl
Had to welcome you to the real world, suddenly
Swear to God
Women think that they can just
Like throw an attitude and ignore you
Like freeze you out for like a week or so
And it's gonna have some kinda effect right?
But I'm THE asshole
Huh, I know you are but what am I?
You get to callin' me outta my name actin' like we ain't the same person
I'm the cool-headed side of the dice,
You the side, callin' cops on me twice
Yeah I'm wise enough to know that yo' actions just exaggerated reactions to somethin' I did
Nah you ain't crazy, rather you like Solange hittin' Jay-Z
Except in this instance you actin' more on suspicions
Than confirmed facts, where the hell is yo' proof?
Throwin' shit and yellin' at me, screamin' "tell me the truth!"
First, tell me the scoop
Which one of yo bitter ass, live on twitter ass,
Girls told you I was not in the booth
I got receipts, but I'd love to hear yo' facts on it
Since you so confident, go 'head and put some racks on it
Women be around, I been in this situation before
But that look you 'bout to have on yo' face a fat bonus, no doubt
Know that couch a fold out, you sleepin' on it either way
Harder to forgive somebody for being right than the inverse
Ain't gon' rub it in, know that shit hurts
Reach inside of yo big purse, recover yo' pride
Down to ride, suddenly
I accept apologies
From 9 am to 12 pm on weekdays
(She's not gonna apologize, at best she's gon' get some lingerie)
Or via email
(Vicky's Secret if you're lucky but, probably not)
Either one, I'm not picky
Suddenly
Suddenly
The worst part is when she turns it around on you
And tries to act like you're the bad guy, watch
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