Sendin My Love - Phonte

Look… You know that so many people be askin me like

«Man, how do you do it?

How do you stay happy in love?»

Ehehe, I think it’s really just a state of mind

I mean, I know single men that would kill for a home-cooked meal

I know, married men that’ll kill for a quiet house

Haha shit it’s just, it’s just all depend on your perspective

Youknahmean?

Ain’t nothin' perfect

Yo, my mind in another zone, and voice in another tone

Arguin about some shit rooted in some other shit

Long story short, it was a night that I ain’t feel like comin home

So I hit the streets, to a couple places I ain’t hit for weeks

Saw a pretty girl, kissed her cheek — mwah, say magnifique

She favored my ex, some harmless flirtin

A total diversion, but sometimes that’s all

A nigga need to get from one day to the next

She’s placin her bets, and payin respect

Next thing, we walkin out and I’m payin the check

Aw man.

No pretending, baby I’m sending

Sending, all my love to you

Here she goes again, I can feel her eyes closin in

It’s like a rigged game, but how the fuck am I supposed to win?

The O.G.

say, «Cheer up»

But wifey wants a scholar and a traveler

Hunter and a gatherer, and after I capture her

Now I gotta put +MY+ spear up?

Man, I don’t fear much

But the thought of losing her hits me in the tear ducts

Too much honesty ahead, get earplugs

Something in the way society rears us

Commitment wears us, out it tears us, apart

And makes us feel we don’t need to

And that turns into «I don’t need you»

People want what grandma and granddaddy had

But the ain’t have options, nigga, we do

And we choose, to act foolish

Not Jewish, but when you hurt a man, baby he bruise/He-brews

Can barely handle one, I don’t need two

Really don’t wanna run, but I need to

I need to… Lemme get outta here

No pretending, baby I’m sending

Sending, all my love to you

No pretending, I am defending

Sending, all my love to you

(Phonte)

Sending, all my love to you (Oh yeah, yeah)

Sending, all my love to you (Yeah, yeah)

I am defending (I wanna send it on home)

Sending, all my love to you

Lemme just take it on, take it on to the house

C’mon, c’mon Tigallo, be strong

Be strong, Tigallo!

Be strong, just take it home

I know she get on your nerves sometimes

But man, you got a good woman at home, man

Just go home, it-it-it's 'bout 4:30

Ain’t nothin open this time of night but legs and hospitals

Just go home, just take it on home

Martin Luther King did not die for niggas to be trickin off on HOES, nigga

Just, just take it home (all my love to you)

You the upstanding family manm you got a good thang, man

C’mon Tigallo, c’mon Tigallo, be strong

Be, be real strong

I-I mean nigga, be REAL strong

N-Nigga, be STRONG.

…tss, the fuck?