Contemplate - Wale

Dear sweetheart, what’s up boo?

What you up too?

More club moves, I call her, no answer

Her phone in the bag she dancin'

It’s four now the clubs over

I call her but oh hold up

Y’all know what ignore button

Or the phone died lets hope for it

That damier bag I bought

Caught the attention of those niggas on it

That cell phone that I bought

Is probably filled wit some other niggas numbers

So it leaves me to wonder

Why do I still promise to love her?

Cut me off every time, I’m talkin'

Which means she ain’t never hear nothin'

I say stay she wanna leave

She get her point across so I gotta let her be

I’ma let her be by herself in peace

But five years from now I bet she see

When the club gets played

And things you crave are no longer escapes

And no longer for dates

You wanna husband but no one has a cape

Now you wonder and wait

And I ain’t tryna her what you wantin' to say

It’s feels good to be over you, babe

So play this shit while you contemplate

Contemplate, contemplate

Play this shit while you contemplate

Play this shit while you contemplate

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Just as I’m givin'

Question existin'

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Just as I’m givin'

Question existin'

Them people they talkin'

Them lights they on me

This life I chose

But I ain’t know 'til I found it

To be honest I’m modest

One hater for every nigga on it

One day everybody is applaudin'

The next day you is everybody target

Why bother, why talk to 'em?

Where God at I need to call him

My knees on the ground, dear father

Don’t let me break please make me stronger

How much longer will it linger?

When my heart is givin', will they believe it?

When my song is over will they need me?

Watch how quickly they found a new leader

Questionin' the whole meaning

In the viper room just me and River Phoenix

Wit Courtney Love and Lake Washington

Wit a note there and I’m pickin' up readin'

This ain’t hard Chris Benoit

Heath ledger said the nites gon' be dark

Feelin' signs of Phyliss Hymon

No Apollo theater I just might not go

Frankie Lymon in the limelight

Get so cold so in the line I’m skitso

I can’t cope, I can’t think

I can’t breathe, this ain’t me

This ain’t easy I’m thinkin'

Am I doin this for them or me?

I can’t think

Am I doin' this for them or me?

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Just as I’m givin'

Question existin'

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Just as I’m givin'

Question existin'