The Breeze Cool (feat. Wale & Tre Of UCB)

Look,

I just wanna make you better

I think I can save you, but I think I'm bi-polar

I love you, then I hate you

Crew from this dame,

I hate whoever ain't you

Hate when I can't date you,

But I also need my space too

I made room for this love, how foolish of me.

And every woman lookin' at you, knew that you was lucky

So check the verse miss,

I ain't say I'm perfect,

But you was low on love,

What I do, reimbursed it.

And now it hurts to be around or converse witcha

And what's worse is before this, I had worse witcha

Now war missiles, hand guns, and grenades.

The walls I couldn't break 'em, I take 'em apart would would attain

And momma told me, careful who ya love

She said just wrap it up

These bitches actin up

As for us, we was different tho

Things have gotten difficult

Tried to be Mr. Perfect,

Enter continental, hold up

You spend your time wit your friends all the time

And all that time wit your friends

Put my momentum on decline

My minds gone evil

You changed wit the season

You had a new clear heart

Your sours hit Roshima

So now I need some zany, some remy, and some reefa

So when this war is over, I'm not P-T-S'd in

And I don't wanna leave her,

But you know what got me wonderin'

I'm scared to lose love, but even more scared to love again

Why we gotta argue,

Why we fight

I just wanna love you,

I wanna make it right

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

So tell why are we at war

Yeah

They do (whatever they want)

And nobody else can stop it

I'm catchin' myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

And I ain't got the guard to tell my guards "la-bye-bye"

From hurtin,

My effort is apparent, she not fertile

The anger I've adopted

The feelings been aborted

So now, I press ignore if ever Cupid try to call up

They call me better not

See when everything stop

And your love's an honest sight,

And you see everything it's not

Notice everything it wasn't

Realizing why it shouldn't never be again

'Cause in the end it's not about what you put in

Fuck is the huggin' and they love pushin' your buttons

New love is so beautiful, time just makes it ugly

But fuck it, I accept it

No longer when neglected

If a period is right there, I will mark it wit a question

That means I'll never trust them

And if you ever love 'em

Know that favorite girlfriends turn to crazy baby mothers

The War.

Why we gotta argue,

Why we fight

I just wanna love you,

I wanna make it right

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

So baby why are we at war