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