Perfect Strangers

(альбом: Tha Carter V - 2018)

I don't know who you are anymore
Talking to the man in her mirror
That been fucking with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleeping with these strangers
Every night a different woman, doing the same shit
But, you don't even call anymore
And you don't even care, so who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switching women
Putting cups up, getting fucked up

And, we don't even talk anymore
Ain't got no time to spare
So who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's so fucked up

Damn, love don't live here
Love, I don't live here
She say, "Why you leave your shit here?"
I'm tryna be sincere
When we both know it ain't right
She hate that we can get loose
But I can never hang tight
But, we don't even make love anymore
Acting like our phone got our attention
Though we watching television, and it's painless
We act like we strangers
I just don't know who we are anymore, damn
I'm not supposed to be here
'Cause love don't live here
But I'm here, and she here
She tell me stay all night
She just want a refill
And then she want to start fights
'Bout "What about how she feel?"
She tell me I'm a cheap thrill
I know she don't mean that
She think I feed her lies
But I don't get no feedback
As she watch me pack
"Baby where my keys at?"
Kiss her on the forehead and tell her that I'll be back
Her teeth smacked

I don't know who you are anymore
Talking to the man in her mirror
That been fucking with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleeping with these strangers
Every night a different woman, doing the same shit
But you don't even call anymore
And you don't even care
So who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switching women, putting cups up
Getting fucked up

And, we don't even talk anymore
Ain't got no time to spare
So who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's so fucked up

I was talking to myself the other day
My homies call me cray, my mama tell me, "Pray"
She say, "I need a day", I said, "I need a bae"
She said, "Believe in faith
Ma, they love me either way"
Hold up, wait
Let me set my alarm
You say "Don't sweat your alarm"
And now the pressure is on
So now there's sweat in my palm
But her reception ain't warm
So my deception performs
And then that silence is awkward
Like am I deaf or alone?
I got a jet in the morn'
And she upset and I'm calm
And when a woman is scorned
Is when your welcome is worn
And now her temperature's showing
And I just weather her storm
And she expect me to stay
I be like, "Let go my arm!"
She said

I don't know who you are anymore
Talking to the man in her mirror
I've been fucking with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleeping with these strangers
Every night a different woman, doing the same shit
And she say, you don't even call anymore
And you don't even care
So who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switching women, putting cups up
Getting fucked up

She say, we don't even talk anymore
Ain't got no time to spare
So who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's what's fucked up

She say we don't make love anymore
Acting like our phone got our attention
Though we watching television, now it's painless
We acting like strangers
Like we don't know who we are anymore
Perfect strangers