Where do the ends go?
Empty holes to fill, you know
Small and obscure
Wonder the world
Where did my ends go?
Truth be told
Familiar faces say hi, street cart go by
Carrying fish plates and first dates
Finger waves and hard hairstyles
Calling the conversations, pop locking and dropping
High school sweetheart at the gas station
Wonder who he's dating now, if he's married now
If he's busy, think of what was, like I am now
Should I ask him how he doing?
If you're going to the second line
* it, I'm late for rehearsal now
* it, I'm late for rehearsal now
Erica told me I'll see you in the next lifetime, nigga
Bye!
Double Dutch and free lunch
Me hoes and sweet ones
Niggas that like me
Dudes that dodge me
Girls wanna fight me
Cause like, hit me
I'm talking pretty
Confident and sadini like Whitley
Yeah, down to earth like Freddie
Down to ride no Bentley
At home it was Kool-Aid packs and Disney
Lizzie McGuire, you don't want Saturday morning on the weekies
Never had a pair of Jordans, don't want them
My jump shot don't need sneakers
More costly than I can afford them
Rice, Krispy, treats and noodles
Home alone, Macaulay Culkin
Cause sometimes, cause sometimes
I need more snacks, I need more snacks


I need more space than sauce can give me
More sky than God provides me
And TV so I won't get lonely
Where do fiancés go?
Why do they run away?
Leave me alone now
Why can't I make you stay?
I got a jazz port, let's sing
A girl that be talking about me
A third period
A girl that be talking about me
Oh wow
The day was still made for me
Reruns and Martin waiting on me
More cake for me, cake for me
Amy scared me
And she make me jealous
And Cheryl in my bed, please
Brian, my boyfriend, gay as his father
But his love letters be sweeter than snowballs in the east
And freezing street all wrapped in one love letter
And a warm sweater in December
I'm better, I'm better
I'd be cake whatever
Where do fiancés go?
Why do they run away?
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
Why can't I make you stay?
I'm prettier than Sunday
On Mondays I be trippin'
My mama want me to wash the dishes
While she make my brother lazy
I'm distant, * it, I'm movin' at 18
Fast forward 10 years later
It's the same routine
And I'm complaining, catching bucks
Mood change like it's a new thing
I want everything or anything
Thick clothes and a basket or a Hummer truck
Man, my life funny as *
Like Bruce with a cut
Just my luck, I'd end up famous and blunt
Rolling a blunt, turned down
While everyone is busy turning up
Can you turn my music up?
Hey, turn my music up
Where do fiancés go?
Why do they run away?
Leave me alone now
Why can't I make you stay?
Where do fiancés go?
Why do they run away?
Leave me alone
Why can't I make you stay?
Leave me alone now

I saw you through a universe, woman
That wasn't the type of * we see
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
Leave me alone now
you