Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

[Intro:
Look... You know that so people be askin me like,
"Man, how do you do it? How do you stay in love?"
Ehehe, I think it's really just a state of
I mean, I know single men would kill for a home-cooked meal
I know, married men that'll for a quiet house
shit it's just, it's just all depend on your perspective
Youknahmean? nothin' perfect

Yo, my mind in zone, and voice in another tone
Arguin about some shit rooted in other shit
Long 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
Saw a pretty girl, her cheek - mwah, say magnifique
She favored my ex, some harmless
A total diversion, but that's all
a nigga to get from one day to the next
placin her bets, and payin respect
Next thing, we walkin out and I'm the check
Aw man.

[Chorus: Durand]
No pretending, I'm sending
Sending, all my to you

Here she goes again, I can her eyes closin in
It's like a rigged game, but how the am I supposed to win?
The O.G. say, "Cheer up"
But wifey a scholar and a traveler
Hunter and a gatherer, and I capture her
Now I gotta put spear up?
Man, I don't fear
But the thought of losing her hits me in the tear
Too much honesty ahead, get
in the way society rears us
Commitment wears us, out it us, apart
and makes us we don't need to
and that turns into "I need you"
People want grandma and granddaddy had
But the ain't options, nigga, we do
and we choose, to act
Not Jewish, but you hurt a man, baby he bruise/He-brews
Can handle one, I don't need two
Really don't run, but I need to
I need to... Lemme get here

[Chorus 2: Durand]
No pretending, I'm sending
Sending, all my to you
No pretending, I am
Sending, all my to you

[Bridge: (Phonte)
Sending, all my to you (Oh yeah, yeah)
Sending, all my to you (Yeah, yeah)
I am (I wanna send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

[Outro:
Lemme just take it on, it on to the house
C'mon, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be strong, Tigallo! Be strong, just take it
I she get on your nerves sometimes
But man, you got a woman at home, man
Just go home, 'bout 4: 30
Ain't nothin this time of night but legs and hospitals
go home, just take it on home
Martin Luther did not die for niggas to be trickin off on HOES, nigga
Just, just take it home (all my to you)
You the family manm you got a good thang, man
C'mon Tigallo, c'mon Tigallo, be
Be, be strong
I-I mean nigga, be REAL
N-Nigga, be STRONG.
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