Chorus (Rihanna) Who am i livin for Is this my limit Can I endure some more Just as im givin Question existing
Verse 1 (Wale) Dear sweetheart Wuts up boo, what you up too More club moves, I call her, no answer Her phone in the bag she dancin Its four now the clubs ova I call her but oh hold up ya’ll know what ignore button or the phone died lets hope for it that damier bag I bought caught the attention of those niggas on it that cell phone that I bought is probably filled wit some other niggas numbers so it leaves me to wonder why do I still promise to love ha cut me off every time im talkin which means she aint never hear nothing I say stay she wanna leave She get her point across so I gotta let her be Imma let her be by herself in peace but five years from now I bet she see When the club gets played and things you crave are no longer escapes And no longer for dates you wanna husband but no one has a cape Now you wonder and wait and I aint tryna her what you wantin to say Its feels good to be over you babe so play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate, play this shit while you contemplate
Chorus (Rihanna) Who am i livin for Is this my limit Can I endure some more Just as im givin Question existing
Verse 2 (Wale) Them people they talkin them lights they on me this life I chose but i aint know til' I found it To be honest Im modest one hater for every nigga on it one day everybody is applauding next day you is everybody target why bother why talk to em' where God at I need to call him my knees on the ground dear father dont let me break please make me stronger how much longer will it linger when my heart is givin will they believe it when my song is over will they need me watch how quickly they found a new leader questionin the whole meaning in the viper room just me and river phoenix wit courtney love and lake washington wit a note there and Im pickin up readin this aint hard Chris Benoit heath ledger said the nites gon be dark feelin signs of Phyliss Hymon no Apollo theater i just might not go Frankie Lymon in the limelight get so cold so in the line im skitso I cant cope, I cant think, I cant breathe, this aint me This aint easy im thinkin am I doin this for them or me, I cant think am I doin this for them or me
Chorus (Rihanna) Who am i livin for Is this my limit Can I endure some more Just as im givin Question existing