[Hook:] I never wanted you to be my man I just need your company Don't want to get dependent on Your time or who you spend it on Or lose the way you love me Like smoke, I hung around in the unbalance
[Verse 1: Nas] It's not a movie, this is not a script to proofread I'll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies Tryna punctuate, pronounciate the funds I make Amounts I take put in your face Oh my mistake, you're not a floozy? Then excuse me Before I talk my style introduced me Get your name and phone number like 1-2-3 Y'all know the story, y'all know the commentary I kick the narrative, this is legendary The good Samaritan, hood thespian Like a polygamist, with a twist Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess I hold a lady's interest, I just met The love scholar, she the teacher's pet Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat I feel triumphant, no strings Just a fling to have fun with I be out in London, Camden Huntin' for the answers, why did God take away the homie? I can't stand it I'm a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity Just hope the big man show me some courtesy Why? ‘Cause I'm deemed a heart breaker Like smoke, girls lean 'round a player Yeah
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[Verse 2: Nas] Yo, this recession is a test It's affecting my complexion Misdirecting my affection My concerns of bill collections The facts is the taxes, they after me Chapter three, my property My handlers, they dealt with me improperly I say some things I should probably keep privately Evaluate the world bank trusts like I'm IEG This fly sweet my bourgeoisie Tall freak, she wouldn't protest with me at Wall Street She says, no you're so deep I said, no let's go through it Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Lewis She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes Classifies me as a bore, I tell her have some wine You're colder than penguin pussy, in her dismay She's thinkin' that's just so silly to say But if you really think about it hussy See a penguin, he drags his ass on the ground all day And it's a drag, it's a bust and you're in tune with just lust I'm through with you after I crush, so is that humorous enough? The smoke I puff Tell a car to go to Aura, Funky Buddha, Whiskey Mist on Mayfair I hope I meet Monie Love so she can show me love NYC to UK I might stay there Everybody in the club tonight say, “Yeah" You know how me and Amy are straight players