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
