Missing

No seriously what's up
How do I keep choosing niggas that are fuck ups
Kinda thought it was just them but what if it's me
What if I need to stay longer on the streets
To know what it means

Do I practise some more so I know when they lying
Believe it or not I've been trying
Someone tell me what it is
Are all the men I pick little kids

So tell me what's going on with my intuition
Usually I notice shit spot on but with love it's a mission
When it's down to its final moments I sit down and listen
All I hear is static over the radio waves so back to intermission
What am I missing
What am I missing

One time is coincidence
Two is hit or miss
Three is ridiculous
Four I am not stupid
What is wrong with the men I attract
All I know is it needs to stop in its tracks
No more striking out
No more coming up to bat just to walk it out
I ain't doin this no more
I deserve so much more
And Imma get that shit before the earth my mind implodes

So tell me what's going on with my intuition
Usually I notice shit spot on but with love it's a mission
When it's down to its final moments I sit down and listen
All I hear is static over the radio waves so back to intermission
What am I missing
What am I missing

Ok I don't think that it's me
When I look at the bigger picture most of these men were dusty
Some were nice
I'll be polite
But most were trash
Not worth a flight
Not worth a night
Can't even fight with them baby
Not worth no more of my energy despite
My spite with them
Gonna have to refund me for that night
I called in from work and you ain't gimme that pipe
(I want my) Time and my niceties
You fooled me twice, now I leave



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Writer(s): Marissa Nunes
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