(D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey)
You take it all out on me
I'll be your stress relief
You ain't gotta ask to leave
Don't worry if you hurting me
Release your curse from me
All you do is cursing me
You know you could learn from me
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
She don't like using her manners
She wanna go to Atlanta
She want the lights and cameras
She call my phone, I don't answer
She wanna jump in the Phantom
She wanna Louis her baggage
She wanna live in a palace
She want me, but she not happy
I'm tired of keeping it balanced
I don't know why I allow it
It's too many secrets I'm hiding
I'm tired of catching you lying
I'm tired of thinking I'm wrong
Tired of bein' alone, ay
Why should we do this again? Ay
You know that we struggled before, uh
It's me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
Me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
You love me to death, huh
You all told
You love me to death
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
(D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey!)
(She not too sure)
Not Sure Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil West
Length: 2:44
Written by: David Biral, Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste, Russell Chell, Semaj Grant
Lil West - Not Sure Lyrics
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(D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey)
You take it all out on me
I'll be your stress relief
You ain't gotta ask to leave
Don't worry if you hurting me
Release your curse from me
All you do is cursing me
You know you could learn from me
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
She don't like using her manners
She wanna go to Atlanta
She want the lights and cameras
She call my phone, I don't answer
She wanna jump in the Phantom
She wanna Louis her baggage
She wanna live in a palace
She want me, but she not happy
I'm tired of keeping it balanced
I don't know why I allow it
It's too many secrets I'm hiding
I'm tired of catching you lying
I'm tired of thinking I'm wrong
Tired of bein' alone, ay
Why should we do this again? Ay
You know that we struggled before, uh
It's me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
Me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
You love me to death, huh
You all told
You love me to death
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
(D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey!)
(She not too sure)
You take it all out on me
I'll be your stress relief
You ain't gotta ask to leave
Don't worry if you hurting me
Release your curse from me
All you do is cursing me
You know you could learn from me
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
She don't like using her manners
She wanna go to Atlanta
She want the lights and cameras
She call my phone, I don't answer
She wanna jump in the Phantom
She wanna Louis her baggage
She wanna live in a palace
She want me, but she not happy
I'm tired of keeping it balanced
I don't know why I allow it
It's too many secrets I'm hiding
I'm tired of catching you lying
I'm tired of thinking I'm wrong
Tired of bein' alone, ay
Why should we do this again? Ay
You know that we struggled before, uh
It's me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
Me all by myself, ay
Why would you go, oh?
You love me to death, huh
You all told
You love me to death
Oh, she want me home
Three years, off and on
Oh, I take too long
To keep myself together, for what?
What? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, what? I don't see the point
Ay, she not too sure
Oh, she not too sure
(D-d-daytrip took it to ten, hey!)
(She not too sure)
Writer: David Biral, Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste, Russell Chell, Semaj Grant
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.