10pm in Paterson

Let's keep it a stack
You don't love me like you say you do
You're just focused on the audience and what they think of you
Let's keep it a bean
You don't ever go around really saying what you mean
You can't pick a side you like to play it in between
You know what I mean

You stay on the fence while moving so dense
Making our love just feel so tense
Bitch it ain't Game Stop
Stop playing all these games and making all these claims that you love me
'Cause you lying through your teeth
You must got beef in 'em
I am no beginner
Let's keep it a rack spit all the facts
Letting me know where we at
So I know how to move
Not feeling the groove
We so out of tune
Used to be on the moon
Now we living in doom
I sit with the gloom
Let's pick it apart
I saw you like art
Used to be in the crib
Talking bout kids
Picking out names
Picking out frames
Talking bout Abel
Talking bout Frank
Sipping on drink
Going to Starbs
Looking at cars
Now look where we are
Damn we could've been better
Now that it's over
Bitch gimme my sweaters
Take back the letters
Where you expressing all of your feelings for me
'Cause it ain't what you mean
I can't do this anymore
This not what I had in store for us

Let's keep it a stack
You don't love me like you say you do
You're just focused on the audience and what they think of you
Let's keep it a bean
You don't ever go around really saying what you mean
You can't pick a side you like to play it in between
You know what I mean

When did your feelings start shifting your energy shifting
You sitting on landmines
I'm walking 'round eggshells
Our love was like heaven then turned to a stead hell
I thought I knew better at picking these women
And taking us farther
I'm worse than my father so why would I bother
In going the distance repeating the instance
Where I say I love you and you say I love you too
I think we lacking cause we get too comfortable
Is this the shit that couples do?
Always fucking arguing so makeup sex impeccable
It's more regrettable
'Cause I'm stuck and you leaving
You guarding your heart to start thieving
I'm here in the studio grieving
Practice bobbing and weaving
'Cause karma is beating yo ass for all the deceiving
The treeshing has gotten ridiculous
Fighting for love is meticulous
I'm stuck in a cage like Nicholas
I'm caught in a rage like Infamous



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Writer(s): Na'zir Sims
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