Let it breathe for a minute, uh
Slum Village, what up, uh uh
Had a hook that went somethin' like
Don't sell yourself, to fall in love
With those things you do
Don't sell yourself, to fall in love
With those things you do
She said that she can be, well grounded Keepin' me focused, make-sure I keep goin' And not to deviate from my goal list, I'm
Grown ain't tryin' to end up alone and old and-You ain't tryin' to be a Wilona alone at home, What's on ya heart and ya mind? We can have
A discussion, say you havin' difficulty when it Come to trustin', word-I listen and emphasize, ‘Cause I know how it get, them relationship
Goals bein' missed as if the missle is Misaligned now the relationship's a divide, now you left listenin to Solange, songs on re-peat
Or either you decide to slide left when-Iistenin On Tidal or your Spotify, as you wishin' to be The Apple of somebody's eye, was I supposed
To be the next in line to be that guy, and if I am What-happens after this I-can't be held Accountable, for your happiness or- you for
Mine, who decides the proper time, to settle Down, I mean honestly who can vouch and
Say they got this love shit figured out
Nobody, no-nobody, nobody
Nobody, Nobody...nobody
Nobody, no-nobody, nobody
Nobody, Nobody...nobody
Nobody, no-nobody, nobody
Nobody, Nobody...nobody