N-n-now, honey You better sit down and look around 'Cause you must've bumped yo' head And I love you enough to talk some sense back into you, baby I'd hate to see you come home Me, the kids, and the dog is gone Check my credentials I give you everything you want, everything you need Even your friends say I'm a good woman All I need to know is why? Why don't you love me? (love me?) Tell me, baby, why don't you love me (why don't you) (Love me) When I make me so damn easy to love? (to love?) (Why-why-why-why) And why don't you need me? (need me?) Tell me, baby, why (why) don't you need me (don't you need me) When I make me so damn easy to need? (to need? Uhn, to) (Uhn) I got beauty, I got class I got style and I got ass (hum) And you don't even care to care... (looka here) I even put money in the bank account Don't have to ask no one to help me o-out You don't even notice that (that) Why don't you love me? (love me?) Tell me, baby, why don't you love me (why don't you) (Love me) When I make me so damn easy to love? (easy to love) (Lo-love to love me? Hey, yeah! Love me) Why don't you need me? Tell me, baby, why don't you need me When I make me so damn easy to need? (oh-uh-oh-uuuuh) I got beauty, I got heart Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp But you don't care to know I'm smart (N-n-n-n-n-no) I got moves in your bedroom Keep you happy with the nasty things I do But you don't seem to be in tune (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Why don't you love me? (love me?) Tell me, baby, why don't you love me (why don't you) (Love me) I make me so damn easy to love? (easy to love lo-lo-love) Why don't you need me? (need me?) Tell me, baby, why don't you need me When I make me so damn easy to need? (There's nothing not to love) (About me) There's nothing not to love about me (about me) No, no, there's nothing not to love (no no) about me (to love) (About me) I'm lovely There's nothing not to need about (not to) me No, no, (about me) there's nothing not to need about (not to) me (about me) Maybe you're just not the one (one) Or maybe you're just plain (plain-plain-plain) Dumb (dumb-dumb-dumb)

The game ain't based on sympathy I'll leave at that C-Sick Yeah, I want this shit to bleed Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck I gotta flex, shit on my ex You not my bih', you did me wrong Feel like I can't even call you my ex I gotta flex, diamonds and checks All of the shit that you did just to flex How you gon' shit on the kid just to flex? How you gon' shit on the kid when you know I used to love you? Gimme a sec Check, went to jewelers to fuck a Patek Wyling out for respect Shawty, why can't you love me? Five bands, spending lovely Wrist cuts, get you glitz'd up Have you looking like you still love me Why can't you love me? You got somebody You cannot trust me I cannot trust me Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck I gotta flex, shit on my ex You not my bih', you did me wrong Feel like I can't even call you my ex I gotta flex, diamonds and checks All of the shit that you did just to flex How you gon' shit on the kid just to flex? How you gon' shit on the kid when you know I used to love you? I want this shit to bleed Yeah, count the baguettes, I need to flex Need to do something to shift all the stress, yeah 'Cause I can't make you love, I can't make you love me Damn, I wished you loved me Damn, I wished you loved me Wasn't it so lovely? Wasn't it so lovely? When you used to love me? And do you still love me? Why can't you love? Why don't you love me? Why don't you love me? Why don't you love me? Why don't you love, yeah Went to trenches, came back to a nigga You flew away and came back to a nigga You used to keep it so thorough Then when you would come around you wouldn't dap all my niggas I love myself when I was in the trap I love myself when I was in the trenches I love my love for people when I used to see 'em walk beside me sleeping on them benches But one day you saw me and you held me down Kept it real and shawty you held it down Wasn't nothin' niggas could tell me now Wasn't nothin' I couldn't sell out I just had to get the money and get it Got the product, stack it, flip it and split it With my niggas in the trenches Baby, you the one that held a nigga down and I will not forget it, yeah You loved, you loved me You loved, you loved me You loved, you loved me Back to my ways, I'm going back to my ways Audemars, Patek, the face I can't go back to your place It bring me back to the days Back in the day How the fuck you let him kiss on your face? How you had him all up back in your place? Had another nigga sit in my space Tryna give another nigga my place, oh no No, no, no, no, no Lil' bitch