Exceptions

Lyrics

Uh, it be those lonely night when you dim the light
 And think maybe i could of made it right
 If he just thought about me for once fuck " I "
 If he said " We" for once
 If only he invite me over, lay me on the sofa
 Hold me close when i bleed this month
 Make me feel warm inside
 in the backseat or the front seat
 In the car, bus or a taxi
 I don't give a fuck i ride for you
 Do what you tell me to
 Don't trip at all, when another bitch call
 Don't fix my tounge to ask she is
 Cause i know what we got and i know what the fuck we is
 I can't flex, i was obsessed with the way we fucked
 You cum then we rest but now i think why did we sink
 It's up to be like a bodycon dress
 I said ring my bell, don't give me hell
 Bring me flowers, but you didn't come to hours
 He said baby what the hell my signal fell
 I was just watching a episode of power
 We finna go our own direction if you dont learn you lesson
 you hurt me more than a weapon
 You got no more, no more exceptions
 You got no more, no more exceptions
 losing our connection, in losing my reflection
 Ima keep it steppin, fuck was he expectin
 We finna go our own direction if you dont learn you lesson
 you hurt me more than a weapon
 You got no more, no more exceptions
 You got no more, no more exceptions
 losing our connection, in losing my reflection
 Ima keep it steppin, fuck was he expectin
 Now he wanna take the condom off
 But not giving me love or nothing above
 Is like giving me a dick thats soft
 Usless, feel foolish
 He said long as the dick stay good then he rule this
 that not true
 I know the man that i met before, but a new man that's a whore
 That's not you
 That ain't nothing but the devil
 Knowing you young, looking for fun and not quite ready to settle
 I spoke when i woke up
 You ain't text back what's the hold up
 I'm just sitting here wishing fucking on a man with a mission
 This a hard decision accepting a man with bitches
 Knowing im listed how can i miss this
 When niggas don't listen
 And something aint right but pause
 And every night he come home from not answering the phone
 Im so tempted to smell his drawers
 But overall i love the way he grip me
 i get a special feeling when he with me
 That's what i breathe for, in not knocking that nigga
 i'm just saying i need more niceness and effort
 Cause i'm a good bitch
 I can get a man that look like Tyson and Beckford
 But that's out of style, you used to dry my tears
 But now i use a towel
 You gotta step it up or come an extra mile
 Before you ever get a chance to milk this cow again
 

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Duration
03:05
Key
9
Tempo
140 BPM

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