Luyện nghe bài hát Sending My Love

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

Yo, my mind in another zone, and voice in tone
Arguin about some shit in some other shit
Long story short, it was a night I ain't feel like comin home
So I hit the streets, to a places I ain't hit for weeks
Saw a pretty girl, kissed her - mwah, say magnifique
She favored my ex, some flirtin
A total diversion, but that's all
a need to get from one day to the next
She's her bets, and payin respect
Next thing, we out and I'm payin the check
Aw man.

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

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

[Chorus 2: Carlitta
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 defending (I send it on home)
Sending, all my to you

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