Refocus

Ambitious girl, the drive-drive me crazy
I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you
I'll pay your tuition, and pray with you if you ain't in to wishin
I'm tryna fuck the shit out your aspirations
See, the last one I dated, I hated
We wake up, I go to work, she leave out
Come back with some make up, high heels, and a purse, or
Worse I ask, "Babygirl, what you aspire to be?"
She reply to me like, "why you perspiring me?" bitch..
Pardon me if I'm sweating you but,
I wanna see something else in you before I invest in you
Ambitious girl, (what you sitting for)
I'd rather you tell me to hit you later,
Because you gotta finish a paper
Then to be in my face asking for a rosé cup
See these bitches can't cut in yo business
I'm in love with your business
And your productivity is the reason I interest, ambitious girl
See, I like the person that you are,
But I'm in love with the person that you have potential to be
And all your dreams sharing with me
And your secrets baring with me
And the flaws, you ain't even got to mention to me,
Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams,
Then to try to chase these men
That try to chase these skirts
That try to chase these shots with flavors that aint even as sweet as her
My ambitious girl, I wont forget you,
I just reflect on how I ain't met you, yet boo
You somewhere, getting your life in order
So for the time being, I hope this (overscribe) might support her
Support her, or work her, she worth it 

I sing this to myself whenever I lose sight...

Work On Deck

I'm up at 3:30am revising this lab report, so this is how I feel.

Expectations v. Reality

 

I always had this song on repeat when listening to "More About Nothing". I'm happy Wale decided to make a music video for it.

I've Learned My Pieces Don't Make A Whole.

Look, I just want to make you better
I think I could save you
But I think I'm bipolar. I love you then I hate you.
Grew with this dame though I hate whoever aint you
Hate when I cant date you but I also need my space too
I made room for this love. How foolish of me
And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky
So check the verse miss. I aint say I'm perfect.
But you was low on love, what I do; reimbursed it
And now it hurts to be around or converse with ya
And what's worse is before this i had worse with ya
Now war missiles hand guns and grenades
The walls I couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank
Now momma told me be careful who you love
G said just rap it up, these bitches actin up
And as for us, we was different though. Things have gotten difficult
Try to be Mr. perfect intercontinental, hold up
You spend your time with your friends all the time
And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline
My minds gone evil. You changed with the season
You had a new clear heart. Guess I was Hiroshima

So now I need some Xanies, some Remy, and some reefer
So when this war is over I'm not PTSD'ing
And I don't wanna leave her. But you know what got me wondering
I'm scared to lose love but even more scared to love again

Why we gotta argue? Why we gotta fight?
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?

*Seinfield Skit*

Yea, they do (whatever they want. Whenever they want) And nobody else can stop it
I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from
And I aint got the gall to tell my guys ella byebye
So I'm hurting. Me effort is apparent she not fertile
The anger I've adopted. The feelings been aborted
So now I press ignore if ever Cupid tried to call up
They call me better now. See when everything is stopped
And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not
Notice everything it wasn't. Realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
Cause in the end its not about what you put in.
Fuck kissing and hugging. They love pushing your buttons.
New love is so beautiful. Time just makes it ugly.
But fuck it i accept it. no longer will neglect it
If a period is late then I will mark it with a question
That mean I never trust em. And if you ever love them
Know that favorite girlfriends turn into crazy baby mommas
The war

Now why we gotta argue. Why we gotta fight
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?

Just another product of this matrix
This maze I'm in amazes me at times
I just wanted to be at peace with you
And if I gotta settle for a piece of you,
then I gotta say peace to you.
With all due respect I do respect you enough to expect...
effort is all i ask.
If we gonna last more, I gotta ask for more
and if that means that I'm askin for too much
I'm sure we'll end up as our last or...past
we bash
we blast
we shoot
we lose
we pass.....war

Wale x Belvedere x Coachella 2010

 

So he was only able to perform 1 1/2 songs at my school. But this is pretty tight.