Point of View

I can't call it

You lookin' at the front door then keep walkin'

'Cause we ain't intimate and we don't speak often

Feel like I waste my time talkin'

You never see my

I can't force it

I think our shit is headed to the coffin

Maybe we just leave it alone like a orphan

Damn, my sleepin' be exhausted

You never see my

I'm gettin' sick of this

Your whole outlook is downright ridiculous

'Cause when we met you was a saint like Nicholas

Mad that we here, it is clear this ain't Christmas, miss

I can't get with this, finna put an end to this (Whatever)

See you don't even let me finish my sentences

And half sad, that's the same way your sister is

I just hope you was on some differentness, listen sis

Your outer beauty is nothin' without the inner too

That's like the tire and the rims with no inner tube

You got a bad outlook and no interview

And wonder why he's not that into you, here's the truth

Them first dates, it was kinda like an interview

Your resume looked right, I was into you

So you was hired, but baby you gettin' fired

Consider it like a real poor work review, showin' you my

I can't call it

You lookin' at the front door then keep walkin'

'Cause we ain't intimate and we don't speak often

Feel like I waste my time talkin'

You never see my

I can't force it

I think our shit is headed to the coffin

Maybe we just leave it alone like a orphan

Damn, my sleepin' be exhausted

You never see my

Damn, you never hearin' me out

So I figure we get to clearin' it out

It's like my favorite Sub concert, you wearin' me out

I don't even wanna be near to my house

I'm talkin' 'bout compatibility, really silly, you killin' me

In one ear and out the other it appear to be

Just 'cause you hear it, it don't mean that you listenin'

Listen B, you pissin' me off so consistently

That I don't think this is where that I need to be

Before I show a side of me you don't need to see

The kinda side C niggas let regrets see

I figure it's best if we leave it be easily

It's said then done, and I ain't gotta beg you hun

Do it to death or the death we done

I ain't never had to stress for buns

And if that's TMI, then maybe now you will see my side

See this my

I can't call it

You lookin' at the front door then keep walkin'

'Cause we ain't intimate and we don't speak often

Feel like I waste my time talkin'

You never see my

I can't force it

I think our shit is headed to the coffin

Maybe we just leave it alone like a orphan

Damn, my sleepin' be exhausted

You never see my