Contemplate

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Dear sweetheart, what's up boo?
 What you up too?
 More club moves, I call her, no answer
 Her phone in the bag she dancin'
 It's four now the clubs over
 I call her but oh hold up
 Y'all 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 her?
 Cut me off every time, I'm talkin'
 Which means she ain't never hear nothin'
 I say stay she wanna leave
 She get her point across so I gotta let her be
 I'ma 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 ain't tryna her what you wantin' to say
 It's feels good to be over you, babe
 So play this shit while you contemplate
 Contemplate, contemplate
 Play this shit while you contemplate
 Play this shit while you contemplate
 Who am I livin' for?
 Is this my limit?
 Can I endure some more?
 Just as I'm givin'
 Question existin'
 Who am I livin' for?
 Is this my limit?
 Can I endure some more?
 Just as I'm givin'
 Question existin'
 Them people they talkin'
 Them lights they on me
 This life I chose
 But I ain't know 'til I found it
 To be honest I'm modest
 One hater for every nigga on it
 One day everybody is applaudin'
 The 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
 Don't 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 I'm pickin' up readin'
 This ain't 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 I'm skitso
 I can't cope, I can't think
 I can't breathe, this ain't me
 This ain't easy I'm thinkin'
 Am I doin this for them or me?
 I can't think
 Am I doin' this for them or me?
 Who am I livin' for?
 Is this my limit?
 Can I endure some more?
 Just as I'm givin'
 Question existin'
 Who am I livin' for?
 Is this my limit?
 Can I endure some more?
 Just as I'm givin'
 Question existin'

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Duration
03:33
Key
1
Tempo
124 BPM

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