(Chorus 1) Just came off the phone right now And I can't lie, I'm vexed I'm about to send off the maddest text But I don't wanna become an ex I want love, unconditional I want trust, don't diss and talk Chemistry, medicinal She's mad cos she said she wants "dis and all" I want love, not lust She makes it hard to trust Niggas in the hood so hard to trust So hard to trust cos they're tryna turn man to dust Sorry, not sorry, it ain't enough I swear down it ain't enough This world hates me, but we give it love We gave it more than it gave to us She said she's gonna leave me Who ain't left in this life? I roll around with God on my side In lonely nights and happy days In highs and lows, I get on my knees and pray Thank God for another day Don't trip like Ella Mai Stay tight like DNA I see friends from the same block clouting Yeah, they want clout, clout Follow me for clout If there's a drought, You see the same man go pounce about All of my jumpers swing that Both of my numbers bin that Keep them memories intact I don't think Imma ever fling back I don't mean what I'm saying I'm writing my problems I'm praying I'm sorry for the times I was playing I'm changing my words I'm phrasing all the stuff that I should've been saying From the time that we started laying down feelings Emotions came with commotion She loves me, and I know it I love her, even though I find it hard to show it I don't ever wanna make you mad I'd put a 100 rose in a back of a cab Just to see you glad Just to make you smile I hope I'm worth your while I'm laying it down like tiles I hope it don't turn to a pile of pain or depression, or hurt with discretion Don't wanna lose a best friend I can't go to some man for advice Cah, I don't trust them man Someone's playing the inside man It might be the one that gave the message, man I'm with God, I don't fear no plan I'm a family man So many plans for my family, man I care for my family, I'm a real man Just came off the phone right now And I can't lie, I'm vexed I'm about to send off the maddest text But I don't wanna become an ex I want love, unconditional I want trust, don't diss and talk Chemistry, medicinal She's mad cos she said she wants "dis and all" I want love, not lust She makes it hard to trust Niggas in the hood so hard to trust So hard to trust cos they're tryna turn man to dust Sorry, not sorry, it ain't enough I swear down it ain't enough This world hates me, but we give it love We gave it more than it gave to us I'm telling my hitta on a jail phone calling from a cell phone that I can't wait till he gets home Plug in music, headphones Smell like money, cologne I might change her voice to my ringtone Actually, I change my mind I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying And if she's lying, I know that she's lying