[Verse 1]

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo 

Whatchu up to? 

More club moves? 

I call her, no answer 

Her phone in the bag, she dancing 

Its four now, the clubs over 

I call her, but oh hold up 

Yall know what? ignore button 

Or the phone die, lets hope for it 

That damier bag I bought her 

Caught the attention of those niggas on it 

That cellphone that I bought 

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers 

So it leaves me to wonder 

Why do I still promise to love her? 

Cut me off every time I'm talking 

Which means she ain't never hear nothing 

I say "stay", she wanna leave 

She get her point across so I gotta let her be 

Ima let her be by herself in peace 

But five years from now I bet she see 

When the club gets played 

The things you crave are no longer escapes 

And no longing for dates 

You want a husband, but no one has a cape 

Now you wondering "wait" 

And I aint trying to hear what you wanting to say 

It feels good to be over you, babe 

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate 

play this shit while you contemplate 

play this shit while you contemplate 



[Chorus]

Who am I living for? 

Is this my limit? 

Can I endure some more? 

Chances are giving 

Questions existing 



Who am I living for? 

Is this my limit? 

Can I endure some more? 

Chances are giving 

Questions existing 



[Verse 2]

Them people, they talking 

Them lights, they on me 

This life I chose 

But I aint know, til I found it 

To be honest, I'm modest 

One hater for every nigga on it 

One day everybody is applauding 

The next day you is everybody target 

Why bother? why talk to em? 

Where God at? I need to call Him 

My knees on the ground, Dear Father 

Don't let me break, please make me stronger 

How much longer, will it linger? 

Well my heart is giving will they believe it 

When my song is over will they need me? 

Watch how quickly they find a new leader 

Questioning the whole meaning 

In the viper room with just me and river phoenix 

With courtney love and late washington 

With a note there and I'm thinking of reading 

This aint her, chris benoit 

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark 

Feel the size of a fellas ...? & low 

Apollo theater I might just not go 

Franky lymon the lime light gets old 

Cold so in a while I'm schitzo 

I cant cope, I cant think 

I cant breathe, this aint me 

This aint easy, I'm thinking 

Am I doing this for them or me? 

I cant think, am I doing this for them or me? 



[Chorus]

Who am I living for? 

Is this my limit? 

Can I endure some more? 

Chances are giving 

Questions existing 



Who am I living for? 

Is this my limit? 

Can I endure some more? 

Chances are giving 

Questions existing