Single on Singel (feat. Adriana Aslani)
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Yeah, met you in the Netherlands, Purmerend, just to be exact
Every day throughout the week that passed we would chat
Girl, I really needed that
I used to always hope that we would be a match and reenact love movie scene, in fact
See, my heart -- you had a fuckin' key to that
And I was close to sayin' "I don't need it back"
But I know there's always gotta be a catch, yes
Still I'd Uber you to Jordaan
Every single day we spendin' more time, no denyin' I was yours and you were mine
I would fuck you lookin' into your eyes
Pussy gave me more life, that's facts
You was working mobile on your laptop and during lunch you would throw that ass back
Girl, I love your style when you honest, plus, you got the fuckin' smile of a goddess
I was like, "I want it now", I'm on the fuckin' cloud in Heaven and comin' down isn't promised
You was damn near livin' at my loft, we was lost in the sauce, oh yeah
Everything I wanted, it was all here, after that you hit me with a small fear
You was tellin' me you wanna go to Spain, on a holiday
Yeah, I was cool with it, I ain't go
I was here, house shopping in the 'Dam, girl, I was too busy
So you caught a solo flight to Málaga, I just knew my motherfuckin' time was up
When you left one week turned into two, two weeks turned to three, I'm outta luck
I won't lie, pain started burnin' me, I was walkin' through the city, worryin'
Then you FaceTime'd me and told me that you met a n*gga and you won't return to me
Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life? All the sudden shit just doesn't feel right
Deep down I know that you're still mine, tell me, baby, does he feel like-
Home to you
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(I gotta know, I gotta know)
(Am I still on your mind?)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(Is that man you want, is that man you want)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Fuck, now I'm all alone, single on Singel with a microphone
Singin' more Jingles, feeling all blue, 'cuz it ain't gon' be no more me and you
Now you're sayin' "we could still be friends, though"
I'm already knowin' how the plan go
Don't go makin' promises you can't hold
It's just not a question, you ain't gotta stress it
But you stopped the texting like your hand broke
Although you wanna have your cake and eat it, too
You just know he ain't gon' let you have both
Now, you only hit me when your man gone
When he home, he goin' through your damn phone
See my name, using it as ammo, flippin' on you like a fuckin' asshole
Sayin' "you ain't nothin' but a rap, hoe and you said he jealous of my cash flow"
'Cuz I sag my motherfuckin' pants low, plus, I'm goin' places that he can't go
So, you had to ghost me, slowly, just to maintain a new n*gga
You figured that'd be the best way to walk away without me feelin' too bitter
And I swear to God, I ain't roastin', listen close, here's what I noticed
You impulsive, even more than most chicks, everyone around you knows this
I ain't trippin' 'cuz you met a new dude, girl do you, that's fine
Shit, you got me trippin' 'cause you only call when the n*gga hurt you and you cryin'
Now you outta luck in Spain, living with a man who drives you insane
Everything that you and I had changed, now I'm just a therapist when it rains
Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life? All the sudden is like nothin' feels right
I wonder if you wishin' you were still mine, tell me baby, does he feel like-
Home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(I gotta know, I gotta know)
Am I still on your mind? (Or not?)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Is that man your home?
Is he really worth your time?
I need to know (Girl, stop)
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Yeah, met you in the Netherlands, Purmerend, just to be exact
Every day throughout the week that passed we would chat
Girl, I really needed that
I used to always hope that we would be a match and reenact love movie scene, in fact
See, my heart -- you had a fuckin' key to that
And I was close to sayin' "I don't need it back"
But I know there's always gotta be a catch, yes
Still I'd Uber you to Jordaan
Every single day we spendin' more time, no denyin' I was yours and you were mine
I would fuck you lookin' into your eyes
Pussy gave me more life, that's facts
You was working mobile on your laptop and during lunch you would throw that ass back
Girl, I love your style when you honest, plus, you got the fuckin' smile of a goddess
I was like, "I want it now", I'm on the fuckin' cloud in Heaven and comin' down isn't promised
You was damn near livin' at my loft, we was lost in the sauce, oh yeah
Everything I wanted, it was all here, after that you hit me with a small fear
You was tellin' me you wanna go to Spain, on a holiday
Yeah, I was cool with it, I ain't go
I was here, house shopping in the 'Dam, girl, I was too busy
So you caught a solo flight to Málaga, I just knew my motherfuckin' time was up
When you left one week turned into two, two weeks turned to three, I'm outta luck
I won't lie, pain started burnin' me, I was walkin' through the city, worryin'
Then you FaceTime'd me and told me that you met a n*gga and you won't return to me
Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life? All the sudden shit just doesn't feel right
Deep down I know that you're still mine, tell me, baby, does he feel like-
Home to you
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(I gotta know, I gotta know)
(Am I still on your mind?)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(Is that man you want, is that man you want)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Fuck, now I'm all alone, single on Singel with a microphone
Singin' more Jingles, feeling all blue, 'cuz it ain't gon' be no more me and you
Now you're sayin' "we could still be friends, though"
I'm already knowin' how the plan go
Don't go makin' promises you can't hold
It's just not a question, you ain't gotta stress it
But you stopped the texting like your hand broke
Although you wanna have your cake and eat it, too
You just know he ain't gon' let you have both
Now, you only hit me when your man gone
When he home, he goin' through your damn phone
See my name, using it as ammo, flippin' on you like a fuckin' asshole
Sayin' "you ain't nothin' but a rap, hoe and you said he jealous of my cash flow"
'Cuz I sag my motherfuckin' pants low, plus, I'm goin' places that he can't go
So, you had to ghost me, slowly, just to maintain a new n*gga
You figured that'd be the best way to walk away without me feelin' too bitter
And I swear to God, I ain't roastin', listen close, here's what I noticed
You impulsive, even more than most chicks, everyone around you knows this
I ain't trippin' 'cuz you met a new dude, girl do you, that's fine
Shit, you got me trippin' 'cause you only call when the n*gga hurt you and you cryin'
Now you outta luck in Spain, living with a man who drives you insane
Everything that you and I had changed, now I'm just a therapist when it rains
Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life? All the sudden is like nothin' feels right
I wonder if you wishin' you were still mine, tell me baby, does he feel like-
Home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
(I gotta know, I gotta know)
Am I still on your mind? (Or not?)
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
Is that man your home?
Is he really worth your time?
I need to know (Girl, stop)
Does he feel like home to you?
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Writer(s): Marcus Jamal Hopson
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