I bust my ass for my whole life, and I worked hard for my profit
And envy I know cuts like a knife, so you probably work hard to stop it
If you know me like you claim then how could you disregard my logic?
You know I cut my arm short and put my heart in my pocket
A pretty good judge of character, maybe I mistaked a few
Cut some people off, but had no choice, it’s what they made me do
Why would you take advantage when it’s something I’d have gave to you?
And in the long run, it doesn’t take from me, it takes from you
You’ll probably tell me I’m a fucked up nigga
You got it wrong, I just won’t be fucked up with you
Which forces me get distant, and I never want to act a way with you
But passion and desire never blends with lackadaisical. No longer enable you, that’s no longer favorable. But pride is on your sleeve so you’ll just act like nothing phases you. Which can never equal good, in fact
So love can’t be lost, I know exactly where I put it at