Believe me beauty comes in all eyes,
Look into mi eyes and tell me what do you find?
Are you broken making up for lost times? Or are you searching, searching for some love blind,
Openin up yo legs for niggas dat you think right,
Then you realize dat nigga aint right,
You just Fus and fight, with the love and the lust life,
Then you open up yo mouth saying it aint right.
All they do is take, and fill your mind with the lies, give you butterflies, then you realize they all flies,
Oh Now yhu hurt askin yourself why? What you say? What you do to get these goodbyes?