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Wale is a rapper renowned for his hits “Bad,” “Matrimony,” “On Chill,” “Ambition,” “Lotus Flower Bomb,” “My PYT,” and “Pole Dancer.” He worked with artists like Rihanna, Usher, Megan Thee Stallion, and Jeremih — amassing billions of global streams and made history as the first rapper to open the State Of The Union Address.

Lyrics:
I said, I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we try, I don't why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I can make it all better
I can make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
Way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Ayy, listen up shawty, Folarin, okay

L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why I gotta try so hard?
Why I gotta lie? Because I'm prideful and don't like a lot
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you like to fight so much?
Why you follow every broad I comment on that's fine as fuck?
You don't want no title? Cool
You don't get no title, love
Peddle to my side bitches, now that's a vicious cycle, girl
You better, yeah
Would you rather love or just someone to like your pictures? Yeah
Met you in the club, I don't expect you to stop hitting 'em
So hit me when you buzzed, you know I'm buzzed
You know I'm wit' it
Your heart numb and I'm numb
So we be done, but I won't finish, yeah
Met a lot of women, yeah, got a lot of niggas
But everybody full of shit, that's why we back and forth again
My heart severely scorned and you the cause of it
Goodbye, my baby, I'll abandon you, that's when you forced to care
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you gotta make this hard?
Funny how the quiet ones do nada 'til they do a lot
Sorry, I'm sorry

I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we try, I don't know why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I can make it all better
I can make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
Way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Listen again

I know that we not together
I know we don't see each other
I'm hoping this beef is fake, the impossible
We could do it, impossible
We too chicken, impossible
I'm just fishing, it's possible
That I miss you, malnourished
I need your flesh on my lips so I'm better (Yeah)
And I read you every month just like I paid for a subscription
And I've been on every page so it's no way you hide your issues
But yet and still though
Bottled emotions tend to spill out, but you get to sipping
And I know it's close to being over, I can see it's different
But obviously, when you be pourin' up, you get in your feelings
So who's the villain, girl?
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, yes I know I drink a lot
But just know you drank too much
Let's do this when we sober up
Okay, it's your fault, but you ain't wrong

I guess we could never be, don't know why we try
Don't know why we try, don't know why we try
Why we never try, why we never, ayy, ayy, ayy
Tellin' 'em we could never be, why we never try
Why we never try, why we never try
Why we never die, oh no

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