Girl, I’m trying to kick it with you, but I’m running out of patience
I ain’t the type of person that’s content being on a waitlist
The optimism has faded, the game we both know how to play it
How am I only 20 something but my view on dating is so jaded?
I got less answers than I do questions, this isn’t 04 confessions
Man I’m getting tired of constantly making first impressions
The stereotypical questions, what you do and what you are
I feel like I’m destined to go far but my car is trying to stall
And I’m looking at the landscape, they need more than a coach, they need God
But I don’t believe girls are easy, because if they were, it wouldn’t be this hard.
Right person at the wrong time, wrong person at the right time
She says she’s saving it for a ring, only thing I wanna make bling is her hotline
I have to remember that these girls aren’t mine, I just coach ‘em from the sideline
If Netflix and chill is preseason, does that mean IG official is primetime?
So many questions unanswered, the battle of the sexes and the banter
You’re wanting 5 star treatment but the reviews I’m getting are substandard
If your presence is a gift then Christmas might need to get cancelled
If I got to pay X amount to date you, I might as well give it straight to the dancers
We call that skipping the middle man. You remind me of a minivan
You may be reliable, but you’re not something I want people to see me in
I’ve had great dates with people I’ll probably never see again
Had some disaster dates but we still watch each other like CNN
Girl you know you’re killing ‘em, I shouldn’t even have to say a word
You should be dancing with me but the only thing you’re twerking on is my nerves.
Waste my time 2016, I see some people took that shit to heart
Awkward energy when we’re together, sexual tension when we’re apart
I done did things I’m not proud of, some things I wish I could take back
It’s a vicious cycle of hope and disappointment, I’m starting to hate that
Certain people told me to play nice, starting to think that’s bad advice
Every time I think I’m getting somewhere, reality snaps me back to life
I hate wasting time, I hate wasting money because those are things I can’t recoup
Always here when you need me, but when the tables turn, I can’t reach you.