Without Me

(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)

Really gon' make me, me
Expose you for exactly what you are, you are
And I'm feeling a little wavy
So right now I don't mind pulling your card, yeah
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)

And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth
So act brand new if you want to

But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle

'Cause lil' n-, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause lil' n-, you will never be
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na

Tell-tell-tell-tell me that you make big moves
But tell 'em what you really do
Do you really wanna play this game? (Game, game, game, game, game, oh)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
You should tell 'em what you really like
Tell 'em you ain't 'bout that life
I've put you on, I let you shine
Now you so fly, sh- blows my mind (oh, oh)

And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth
So act brand new if you want to

But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle (middle)

'Cause lil' n-, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me?
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle (uh, okay)
'Cause lil' n-, you will never be

Uh, I said, boy, you think I'm stupid?
What you think, I'm clueless?
You keep chasing them girls
Boy, you get the deuces
I'm sick of your excuses
Without me, how can you do it?
Do better by myself
Nigga, yo' d- useless (let's go)

Dude, I don't need your sex (your sex)
I'm moving to the next (the next)
You frontin' man, you stuntin' man
You're worser than my ex (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
You think that sh- funny? (Funny)
We know the truth boy, keep it one hundred

And as hard as you try
To hide reality, why?
We know the truth (the truth)
So act brand new if you want to

But what would you be without me?
Where would you be without me? (Where would you be?)
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle

'Cause lil' n-, you will never be without me
Where would you be without me? (Where would-)
So what you blowing up just a little
They knowing you a little
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause lil' n-, you will never be
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na
Oh, na-na, oh, na

(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)
(Fa-fa-fa-fa-fakin' shit gon' kill you, boy, I know the real you)



Credits
Writer(s): Melissa A. Elliott, Harmony David Samuels, Fantasia Monique Barrino, Kyle Norman Stewart Ii, Al Sherrod Lambert
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