Wale "The Breeze" Lyrics

Look, I just wanna make you better I think I can save you, but I think I'm bi-polar I love you, then I hate you Crew from this dame, I hate whoever ain't you Hate when I can't date you, But I also need my space too I made room for this love, how foolish of me. And every woman lookin' at you, knew that you was lucky So check the verse miss, I ain't say I'm perfect, But you was low on love, what I do, reimbursed it. And now it hurts to be around or converse witcha And what's worse is before this, I had worse witcha Now war missiles, hand guns, and grenades. The walls I couldn't break 'em, I take 'em apart would would attain And momma told me, careful who ya love She said just wrap it up These bitches actin up As for us, we was different tho Things have gotten difficult Tried to be Mr. Perfect, Enter continental, hold up You spend your time wit your friends all the time And all that time wit your friends Put my momentum on decline My minds gone evil You changed wit the season You had a new clear heart Your sours hit Roshima So now I need some zany, some remy, and some reefa So when this war is over, I'm not P-T-S'd in And I don't wanna leave her, But you know what got me wonderin' I'm scared to lose love, but even more scared to love again

Why we gotta argue, Why we fight I just wanna love you, I wanna make it right It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for So tell why are we at war

Yeah They do (whatever they want) And nobody else can stop it I'm catchin' myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from And I ain't got the guard to tell my guards "la- bye-bye" from hurtin, My effort is apparent, she not fertile The anger I've adopted The feelings been aborted So now, I press ignore if ever Cupid try to call up They call me better not See when everything stop And your love's an honest sight, And you see everything it's not Notice everything it wasn't Realizing why it shouldn't never be again 'Cause in the end it's not about what you put in Fuck is the huggin' and they love pushin' your buttons New love is so beautiful, time just makes it ugly But fuck it, I accept it No longer when neglected If a period is right there, I will mark it wit a question That means I'll never trust them And if you ever love 'em Know that favorite girlfriends turn to crazy baby mothers The War.

Why we gotta argue, Why we fight I just wanna love you, I wanna make it right It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for So baby why are we at war


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