A child looks up at the stars and wonder. A great father puts them on his shoulder and heps them reach for them.
Workin shawty’s nerves like a personal trainer
But it’s me, its personal, it aint her
Friends keep telling me ‘leave her’, I wont
Cuz she see’s something in me that I don’t
And I see something in her that yall wont
If you never been in love don’t tell me Im wrong
See I preach gratitude, she keeps her attitude
Argue long enough then the shit becomes laughable
My norm now since for her it’s so natural
Wish I could tell her that ‘All the niggas after you!’
So not compatible that we’re compatible
It’s nothing else in this world that we would rather do
Sometimes I feel bad for being such a bitch, cynic, etc., but then I remember that’s the source of my humor and really it’s just my personality. Then I stop feeling bad.
(via amberl)
