Love Em Leave Em

Oh, waitin' on reply?

You gon be waitin' for a while

'Cause I'm still waitin' for my nails

To dry, trip over a guy? (who?)

Not I, that's really not my style

I'm too fly

I try to tell 'em, though

Don't get too attached

I love 'em, leave 'em

And I never call 'em back

My momma tells me that I'm

Too much like my dad

I'm bout my paper, run it up

I chase my bag

Don't get too attached

I love 'em, leave 'em

And I never call 'em back

My momma tells me that I'm

Too much like my dad

I'm bout my paper, run it up

I chase my bag

Only down to chase a bag

You be lookin' down bad

While I'm the best you never had

You knew my presence was a present

And now you livin' in the past

You don't come up for my money

That's not a hard concept to grasp

Get a grip then holla back

I told you you're special, but I'm sorry I lied

Got all your text, and your ton of replies

On airplane mode, while I travel the sky

On that do not disturb, when you're bangin' my line

Please give me space, I need room to breathe

You say you wanna talk, but my time ain't cheap

Got a very long list, still shit to do

Sorry to inform ya, but it don't include you

Oh, waitin' on reply?

You gon be waitin' for a while

'Cause I'm still waitin' for my nails

To dry, trip over a guy? (who?)

Not I, that's really not my style

I'm too fly

I try to tell 'em, though

Don't get too attached

I love 'em, leave 'em

And I never call 'em back

My momma tells me that I'm

Too much like my dad

I'm bout my paper, run it up

I chase my bag

Don't get too attached

I love 'em, leave 'em

And I never call 'em back

My momma tells me that I'm

Too much like my dad

I'm bout my paper, run it up

I chase my bag