Less friends, more dough, more flights
Two drinks got you feelin' like Beyoncé (like Beyoncé)
If you wanna leave, you could go then
I ain't really want this shit to go there (want this shit to go)
I ain't got the time for the stress (no)
I ain't got the time for no ex (the time, no)
Backstage lookin' like a freak show
Backseats, fill the shit with freak hoes (freak hoes)
Still gon' pull up 'cause I'm down for you
All them qualities I found in you
I can't get the fuck from 'round from you
Lately, I ain't heard a sound from you, no, no, no
Couldn't be the one for her
I don't wanna run from you
Got your hair and nails done for it
In the city and you're actin' new, yeah
Two times for you, my mind on you
I took off work to spend my time on you, Lord, Lord, Lord
I don't wanna run from you
Got your hair and nails done for it
In the city and you're actin' new, yeah
Two times for you, my mind on you
I took off work to spend my time on you, Lord, Lord, Lord