Psalm 62
Could we go back to bein' friends after we had dated?
Would our relationship be sacred if I had seen you naked?
You can't just say we brother-sister, how would we explain it?
Brothers and sisters don't relate the way that we related
I mean, what would talk about?
LeBron highlights? Your mom's fried rice? What?
Run-on sentences? House of Representatives?
What repentance is? What?
Could we have a conversation about Psalm 62?
If I felt up on your booty and palmed your titties too
You've given me your body in 60 different views
That's not what God meant when He said, "Give me all of you"
Woo, ooh
I know that God is a gracious God, forgivin'
What if your new man is jealous, impatient and isn't?
Would you look him in his eye and lie, keep secrets hidden?
Would you pretend we was "Hi" and "Bye" when we was hittin'?
What if he find out your alibi had pieces missin'?
What if he drive by to my side and get to trippin'?
And then I grab out my .45 and get to tch-tch-tch
And it feels like, ooh
But you don't know my name
And I swear, it feels like, ooh (ooh)
But you don't know my name
'Round and 'round and 'round we go, will you ever know?
Am I the test dummy you gon' use to learn how to love correctly? Huh?
Is you gon' teach all the things I taught you
To someone else and forget me? Hmm?
Would I be bitter if I said the new nigga
That you got ain't impress me? Hmm?
You gotta' come to my house break that type of news with your mouth
Can't just text me? What?
Is you acting like this to get me back?
Is love competitive sport? A tit-for-tat?
Is I'm way too invested and overzealous?
Is you postin' that nigga to make me jealous? Is you?
Well, damn bitch, it did, fuck
See me and you are no exclusive thing, committed
We said we'd see other people, but bitch you did it?
You weren't supposed to go do it
But damn bitch, you did, fuck
You know, I don't really think you a bitch
You're just leaving my heart cold, you upset me
All my flaws, ah, you the one that accept me
And it feels like, ooh
But you don't know my name
And I swear, it feels like, ooh (ooh)
But you don't know my name
'Round and 'round and 'round we go, will you ever know?
Would our relationship be sacred if I had seen you naked?
You can't just say we brother-sister, how would we explain it?
Brothers and sisters don't relate the way that we related
I mean, what would talk about?
LeBron highlights? Your mom's fried rice? What?
Run-on sentences? House of Representatives?
What repentance is? What?
Could we have a conversation about Psalm 62?
If I felt up on your booty and palmed your titties too
You've given me your body in 60 different views
That's not what God meant when He said, "Give me all of you"
Woo, ooh
I know that God is a gracious God, forgivin'
What if your new man is jealous, impatient and isn't?
Would you look him in his eye and lie, keep secrets hidden?
Would you pretend we was "Hi" and "Bye" when we was hittin'?
What if he find out your alibi had pieces missin'?
What if he drive by to my side and get to trippin'?
And then I grab out my .45 and get to tch-tch-tch
And it feels like, ooh
But you don't know my name
And I swear, it feels like, ooh (ooh)
But you don't know my name
'Round and 'round and 'round we go, will you ever know?
Am I the test dummy you gon' use to learn how to love correctly? Huh?
Is you gon' teach all the things I taught you
To someone else and forget me? Hmm?
Would I be bitter if I said the new nigga
That you got ain't impress me? Hmm?
You gotta' come to my house break that type of news with your mouth
Can't just text me? What?
Is you acting like this to get me back?
Is love competitive sport? A tit-for-tat?
Is I'm way too invested and overzealous?
Is you postin' that nigga to make me jealous? Is you?
Well, damn bitch, it did, fuck
See me and you are no exclusive thing, committed
We said we'd see other people, but bitch you did it?
You weren't supposed to go do it
But damn bitch, you did, fuck
You know, I don't really think you a bitch
You're just leaving my heart cold, you upset me
All my flaws, ah, you the one that accept me
And it feels like, ooh
But you don't know my name
And I swear, it feels like, ooh (ooh)
But you don't know my name
'Round and 'round and 'round we go, will you ever know?
Credits
Writer(s): Kanye West, Alicia Augello-cook, Harold Lilly Jr, Jesse Owusu-sarpong, Ken Williams, Mel Kent, J.r Bailey
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