[Pray You Catch Me] I tried to make a home out of you But doors lead to trap doors, a stairway leads to nothing Where do you go when you go quiet? The past and the future merge to meet us here You can taste the dishonesty It's all over your breath As you pass it off so cavalier But even that's a test Constantly aware of it all My lonely ear Pressed against the walls of your world I'm prayin' to catch you whispering I'm prayin' you catch me listening I'm prayin' to catch you whispering I'm prayin' you catch me I'm prayin' you catch me Nothing else ever seems to hurt Like the smile on your face When it's only in my memory It don't hit me quite the same Maybe it's a cause for concern But I'm not at ease Keeping my head to the curb I'm prayin' to catch you whispering I'm prayin' you catch me listening I'm prayin' to catch you whispering I'm prayin' you catch me I'm prayin' to catch you whispering I'm prayin' you catch me (Prayin') I'm prayin' you catch me [Hold Up] I tried to change Fasted for 60 days Closed my mouth more, wore white, abstained from mirrors Tried to be softer, prettier, less awake I bathed in bleach, and plugged my menses with pages from the holy book But still inside me, coiled deep, was the need to know Are you cheating on me? Are you cheating on me? Hello MTV, y'all havin' a good time? I want y'all to help me to sing this sing Here we go! Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Something don't feel right Because it ain't right Especially comin' up after midnight I smell your secrets I'm not too perfect To ever feel this worthless How did it come down to this? Going through your call list I don't want to lose my pride But I'mma - fuck me up a bitch I know that I kept it sexy I know I kept it fun There's something that I'm missing Maybe my head for one What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy? Jealous or crazy? Or like bein' walked all over lately Walked all over lately? I'd rather be crazy Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down Hey, it is such a shame You let this good love go to waste I always keep the top tier, 5 star Backseat lovin' in the car Like make that wood, make that wood Holly like a boulevard What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy? Jealous or crazy? Or like bein' walked all over lately Walked all over lately? I'd rather be crazy [Sorry] So what are you gonna say at my funeral now that you've killed me? Here lies the body of the love of my life Whose heart I broke without a gun to my head Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted Her Heaven would be a love without betrayal Ashes to ashes... dust to sidechicks Everybody, let me here you sing! Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry Sing it, sing it now Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry He tryin' to roll me up I ain't picking up I'm headed to this club I ain't thinking 'bout you Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cups I don't give a *aw*, chucking my deuces up Suck on my b-, pause, I had enough I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't thinking 'bout Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him: Boy, bye! Tell him: Boy, bye! Boy, bye! Middle fingers up I ain't thinking 'bout you Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry I ain't thinking 'bout you Sorry, I ain't sorry Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't sorry No, no, hell, nah Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home Today I've regret the night I put that ring on He always got them stupid excuses I pray to Lord you reveal what his truth is I left a note in the hallway By the time you read it, I'll be far away I'm far away But I ain't thinking 'bout nobody Let's have a toast to the good life Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes Me and my baby, we gon' be alright We gon' live a good life Big homie, better grow up Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up I see them boppers in the corner They sneaking out the back door He only want me when I'm not there He better call Becky with the good hair He better call Becky with the good hair [Don't Hurt Yourself] Oh, la, la, la Oh, la, la, la Don't hurt yourself Who the f*ck do you think I am? You ain't married to no average bitch, boy You can watch my fat ass twist, boy As I bounce to the next d*ck, boy And keep your money, I got my own Get a bigger smile on my face being alone Bad mother-mother, God complex I motivate your ass, call me Malcom X, huh Yo operator, or innovator Let them haters, you can't recreate her, no You'll never recreate her No, hell, nah, huh, uh We just got to let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, baby You just got to let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, babe When you hurt me, you hurt yourself Try not to hurt yourself When you play me, you play yourself Uh, don't play yourself When you lie to me, you're lying to yourself You're only lying to yourself When you love me, you love yourself Love god herself Huh! We just got to let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, baby Hey, baby, who the f*ck do you think I am? I smell that fragrance on your Louis V, boy Just give my fat ass a big kiss, boy Tonight I'm f*cking up all your shit, boy I am the dragon breathing fire Beautiful mane, I'm the lion Beautiful man, I know you're lying [Formation] Oh, miss B, I know you came to slay Don't play with the girls, baby I'm back by popular demand Oh, yes, you best to believe it I came to slay, bitch If y'all came to slay, sing along with me C'mon Y'all haters corny with that Illuminati mess Paparazzi catch my fly and my cocky fresh I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma I like my baby hair with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all his money but they never take the country out me I got hot sauce in my bag, I swag C'mon, hah I see it, I want it I stunt, yellow-bone it I dream it, I work hard I grind ‘till I own it I twirl all my haters Albino lligators El Camino with the ceiling low Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser I'm about to go off I go hard, I go hard Get what’s mine, take what’s mine (Here we go) I’m a star, I’m a star 'Cause I slay, I slay I slay, I slay All day, I slay I slay, okay Okay Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation Prove to me you got some coordination Slay trick or you get eliminated Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation (I slay) Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper