Imma get this right If it's the last thing I do, ooh
All she ask for; occasional roses That romance drug; give it in doses I could hear you, but I didn't listening I was near you, now you've gone missing How could I not promise you perfection? I'm gonna have to answer to my reflection I'm realizing its way too much on the line
I could be better for you x8 I know I ain't close to the man you need me to be I see I could be better for you x4
She said, don't share what's mine, make me feel special I wanna feel proud when I stand next to you Too accessible they think they can grab you Be respectable or those bitches can have you How could I not promise you perfection? I'm gonna have to answer to my reflection I'm realizing its way too much on the line
I could be better for you x8 I know I ain't close to the man you need me to be I see, oh I see I could be better for you x4
What profit a man to gain the world but lose his soul? How you gone cheat your main girl but treat a hoe This might be the illest, realist shit I ever wrote Trust me, I'm taking over Cause you deserve affection You deserve a whole lot more protection I'm realizing its way too much on the line
I could be better for you x8 I know I ain't close to the man you need me to be I see I could be better for you x4
I can be better for you baby I know you've heard it all before I know I saw it all Give me one more chance
Compositores: Durrell Babbs (Tank), Zena Foster ECAD: Obra #14894123