From Time
[Intro: Jhene Aiko]What's up?Been a minute since we kicked itYou've been caught up with them bitchesI don't get it, you're a star, loveYou shouldn't have to deal with thatI'd never make you feel like thatCause I love me, I love me enough for the both of usThat's why you trust meI know you been through more than most of usSo what are you, what are you, what are you so afraid of?Darling you, you give, but you cannot take love
[Verse 1: Drake]I needed to hear that shit, I hate when you're submissivePassive aggressive when we're textin', I feel the distanceI look around the peers that surround me, these niggas trippin'I like when money makes a difference but don't make you differentStarted realizin' a couple places I could take itI want to get back to when I was that kid in the basementI want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacationAnd influence a generation that's lackin' in patienceI've been dealing with my dad, speakin' of lack of patienceJust me and my old man gettin' back to basicsWe've been talkin' 'bout the future and time that we wastedWhen he put that bottle down, girl that nigga's amazin'Well, fuck it, we had a couple CoronasWe might have rolled a white paper, just somethin' to hold usWe even talked about you and our couple of momentsHe said we should hash it out like a couple of grown upsYou a flower child, beautiful child, I'm in your zoneLookin' like you came from the 70's on your ownMy mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with isWho the fuck wants to be 70 and alone?You don't even know what you want from love anymoreI search for somethin' I'm missing and disappear when I'm boredBut girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?Who you settlin' for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?
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[Verse 2: Drake]Thinkin' 'bout Texas, back when Porscha used to work at TreasuresOr further back than that, before I had the Houston leverageWhen I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debitA weak attempt at flexin', I'll never forget itCause that night I played her three songsThen we got to talkin' 'bout something we disagreed onThen she start tellin' me how I'll never be as big as Trey SongzBoy was she wrongThat was just negative energy for me to feed offNow it's therapeutic blowin' money in the GalleriaOr Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered BriaLandmarks of the muses that inspired the musicWhen I could tell it was sincere without tryin' to prove itThe one that I needed was Courtney from Hooters on PeachtreeI've always been feelin' like she was the piece to complete meNow she engaged to be married, what's the rush on commitment?Know we were goin' through some shit, name a couple that isn’tRemember our talk in the parking lot at the RitzGirl I felt like we had it all planned outI guess I fucked up the visionLearnin' the true consequences of my selfish decisionsWhen you find out how I’m livin', I just hope I’m forgivenIt seem like you don’t want this love anymoreI’m actin' out in the open, it’s hard for you to ignoreBut girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?Who you settlin' for, who better for you than the boy, huh?
[Hook]