When I was younger I used to wonder like…
If I was singing songs, just to sing the songs
Or if was singing 'cause that's what the bitches wanted?
I couldn't play guitar like Van Halen,
Had no secret chords like Saint David,
But you still came around, ate your lunch with me,
Used to park your car to try to bus with me,
But I would say, «Girl, don't be dumb, I'm riding shotgun».
We could go to my house after school after school, after school,
'Cause my dad don't clock off 'til late, off 'til late, off 'til late.
We could kick it in the living room
Looking through my whole vinyl collection,
And you could teach me how to slow dance or something,
And I'mma give you chills harmonizing to Otis, Isley, Marvin.
And everytime somebody asked me,
If I sing songs to get at women, I say, yeah,
They say, «No fair, no fair, that's cheating!»
I say, «Shit, oh well, oh well!»
And everytime a nigga asks me,
If I sing songs to get at women, I say, yeah,
They say, «No fair, no fair, that's cheating!»
I say, «Boy, don't judge 'cause, hell, if you were me,
You'd be singin' to her, like lah dah dah dah».
Now I'm in the lab, always working late,
Always sleeping past, the breakfast she makes.
She used to stop by, come and holla at me,
Put her purse down and try to battle rap me,
She don't do that no more, no more, no more,
Don't even listen to the songs I record
But she be banging that Drake in my car,
I'm so far gone, she stay blasting Trey and his songs,
All damn day long, it's like she never heard of me.
Now everytime somebody asks me,
If I sing songs to get at women,
I say, naw, they say, «Okay, I don't believe it»,
I say, «Nope, I swear, I never do it».
And everytime a nigga asks me,
If I sing songs to get at women, I say, naw,
They say, «Who do you think you're kidding?
I know you, you stole my girlfriend».
Now see I just don't play fair, but it's fair enough
'Cause yo girl broke my heart in half.
Now I'm singing 'bout heartbreak,
And now I'm singing 'bout love lost.
Damn, I'm sayin' though like
All I write is love songs
And I try, I come to the studio
I… you know what I do.
Who'd you think I'd do it for, uh?
Yea, aha!
But you ain't listening, never.
But if you were, you might fuck with it,
But if you were,
Might work, baby.
All these songs for women,
Songs for women,
Songs for you, baby,
For you…