yeah, it's that I probably had to relapse off the flat It was that, now I'm off it like no other Motherfuck em' if they hating on my squad Damn, they broke we flexin' hundreds I just pulled up in that ghost, with the most On that fuck shit, what's up shit I'm all up in the function, what's up shit Now you hit my line as if you mine Bitch I'm dead ass shit Never could I love you like no other Never love a bitch Never could I love you like no other Never love a bitch [Hook] I just called up on your cellphone, aye I just checked up on your location then I saw you wasn't home, aye Now I'm running out of breath just to make it home, aye Now I'm running out of breath just to- I'm steady calling to your cellphone Asking "where you at?", aye Girl you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone Keep and play it fair, aye Girl you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back [Verse 2 - Ugly God] Aye, girl, you know I hate it When you leave, bring it back I ain't rich but I'm workin' on it Tryna get to that Heard you want a athlete with a mansion Guess I'm wack Shit, I'm sorry I can't dribble Catch a ball, or swing a bat Girl, I thought you was my baby Now I'm callin', where ya at?
Stupid bitch when I find you I'm gon' up you with this gat Matter fact, fuck it I don't give a fuck anyway I see that you livin' happy So I'm happy that you straight To be honest, bitch, I get it You ain't love me any way Now I'm back at square one My daddy told me play it safe Bitch, you fake Now we barely even talk You put my feelings in a vault I'm comin' clean, baby girl Just bein' honest Truthfully, I really tried my best But you packed your shit and left Damn, why the fuck you break a pinky promise?
Shoulda done me right You know where we could be at But you did it to yourself And walked me over like a mat Since you ain't been in the picture Shit, my pockets gettin' fat So when you doin' down bad I swear that I ain't lookin' back And that's a fact, aye [Hook] I just called up on your cellphone, aye I just checked up on your location then I saw you wasn't home, aye Now I'm running out of breath just to make it home, aye Now I'm running out of breath just to- I'm steady calling to your cellphone Asking "where you at?
"Speed Dating Troubles" is a short film starring Bryan Boettcher and Erin Day.
In a world where love is everything or nothing at all, a man seeks to discover what he really wants.
Haven't ate a thing lately Girl, I'm starvin', where ya at?
Now you got me goin' crazy I keep callin', where ya at?
“Potential” because there’s no predicting that when either party changes, as happens in life, with those changes come new needs that may no longer match with our partner.
(Though there are ways to work around this, but that’s another topic.) If we know the behind our must-haves, and keep those to a maximum of five things, it’s easier to stay sane and walk away when we discover the real red flags—or not flee when we don’t see them—even if he does have a Hugh Jackman perfectly man-fluffy chest. (Or for the boy dragons: Jenny Anything’s .) This way, we won’t toss a potentially perfect-for-us mate to the curb if they messed up on something relatively unimportant, like using his thumb to push peas on his fork.
We can apply this process to our list of “wants” in a mate.