Nick Grant - Selfish (Official Music Video)

Nick Grant - Selfish (Official Music Video)

Produced by 8een
Vocals by Rikayah Crawford

Directed by Jacob Rink

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LYRICS:
She like dem niggas from da partments
Like water for chocolate in her dark skin
Life is just a deep novel with a dark twist
Fools gold, im not the one you really rock with
Yeah, do you believe in monogamy ?
They make a mockery of love then make apologies
I can love you acapella I don’t need to beat
Could cut my legs and I’m still where I need to be
And she’s a freak, that hoe bananas
Follow Chiquita, olive colored brassiere
Arch it up from the rear, chronicles of the real freak I’m being sincere, spread open over here, promise she something serious
Yeah
Gun toter she gun smoke, if a nigga run then he’s done for she’s hunting yo ass
Everyday a couple Nahs and a hunnit my bads
Frontin’ like I fuck w/ shawty but it’s nothing like that
Silly how I leave the party then I’m coming right back
Cause you were there, yeah truth or dare
Had a mental breakdown, so I took the Uber there
When I was at my lowest you were like my superhero
The love is deeper ima need my scuba gear
When I think ima lose you, im assessing new affairs
The egos biting big, like the cheapest new veneers,
When memories are fading, yeah I get the souvenir yeah

Hook:
Am I selfish if I want you to myself yeah
Baby when I’m not around you I feel helpless
It’s and sos and I’m a mess, why’d you neglect me
Yeah I need you baby

If all men are dogs I’m chained to your heart
St. Bernard dressed in yves saint laurent
You never give me credit but I pull card
Yeah there’s a thin line between love and war
Raw,
All this faith, like I’m biggie smalls
Me and him could never was a tie that’s for bidness talk
All that small cappin’ they gon’ make me synagogue/ send the god
You sniff for da bullshit but the scent was off
Washing through ignorance you could rest assure
But hey Mr DJ cue the wedding song
ain’t nothing like you and I’m the king of the metaphor
staying close to these o’s like I’m steadman boy
Dancing with my pride two stepping with on me
Maintaining mystery to know is to never know me
Ima raise hell if the pussy feel like Heaven to me
I’m the one but she tell me that I’m never lonely
Uhh I got ya number, let me sum it up
Only one dats bed you my comforter
Don’t believe the rumors bout me fucking such and such
All these hoes hating cause you got what they want
I’m lying , every verse is like a number run
We never waste time like a cumberbund
You take a soul whenever Cupid up the gun
Was never number two but my one of one
What’s done is done,
You killed my confidence, I was the coolest under son
I left a voicemail, den you hit me back like huh
I told her use her head like she tryna fix bun

Hook:
Am I selfish if I want you to myself yeah
Baby when I’m not around you I feel helpless
It’s and sos and I’m a mess, why’d you neglect me
Yeah I need you baby

It’s and sos and I’m a mess, why’d you neglect me