Part time lovers. Our time together is our time together
And when we’re apart, what we do? It’s whatever
Keep it on a need to know, I don’t need to tell you how it needs to go
Just be prepared when their heart turns 3 below
Yeah we’re talking super cold, folks out here getting super bold
Trying to figure out where you stand is getting super old
We treat partners like options on some sort of poll
Asked her for her list of dealbreakers? She opened a scroll
We always tell people, play your position, play your role
And if you want a promotion, better let someone know
Treating dating like a revolving door, they come and go.
And if people wanted me gone, this year? They cut it close
If love is a drug, you would mess around and overdose
I’m cut from a different cloth, I got it all covered like an overcoat
King Diddy, if you believed I was dating every person you seen with me
You’d thought I’m taking as many swings at love as Ken Griffey
I ask them to bear with me like I was a panda or a grizzly
And I show them the bare truth like Paul Pierce running naked through the city
I dabble in some things, call it girlfriend by committee
I might even need an old Miss like college football in Mississippi
Ya dig me? No one stayed with me when I was broke
So I can’t trust no one that if they seem me drowning, they’ll help me float
I don’t brag or boast, keep my business more private than most
And I scrape the dead ends off like I overcooked the toast
Never been in love, been in infatuation at most
Almost thought I had something but I stress the word almost
Every time you think you have something then someone goes ghost
Everyone thinks they are investigators from a simple IG post
It’s hard work, it’s God work. So I must let his will be done
Momma’s favorite son, walking around like I’m the chosen one
Being single doesn’t faze me, it’s like being robbed with a water gun
Part time lover? Full time headache? Nah, I don’t need that one
