It's like that y'all Yo, I'm checkin' for Left Eye man I don't know God, I don't know God I don't God, I don't really really know check my flow My man Al B. Sure 'He's In Effect Mode' Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue It's not like honey dip

No, that's not me anymore Baby, I've changed I'm not gonna throw my heart away Teardrops falling from your eyes like raindrops Pouring from the skies Remember you used to have the love I needed Back when we were young Lovin' always came so easy Heaven

Ooh, oh-oh-oh, don't tell me I'm not ready for love Ooh, oh-oh-oh, don't tell me I'm not ready You don't know me like you used to You can tell me that I'm crazy But I won't stop and this won't make me Save your breath, my brother, it's not going in I'm

What about you? You act like you're a know-it-all Yeah I used to do that, I used to be like that I'm still a bit like that But I'm not searching for the answer I'm just talking through a speaker Because that's all that I have ever learned to do Watch

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon

Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No, you didn't have to stoop

I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month 12, day 31, and hour 24 I used to think if I missed hard enough You'd come back for sure But I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore It's not like I don't have tears to cry Such memories, so little time

I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over In my best clothes I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope I'm the new blue blood This is nothing like it was in my

Oh, I hate this feeling You don't feel like home You don’t feel like home It's been a while since we crossed paths I thought i saw you in an hourglass I’m not sure where the time is gone But I know it's been too long We used to say we'd never change Now