She is sick and tired of attracting guys who don’t understand her worth. The kind who fill her heart up with empty lies Because all they really want is to get up her skirt.
She is sick and tired of dealing with men who expect her to be their mother. Want her to cook, clean and buy him nice things Just so that he can move on to another sucker.
She is sick and tired of men who claim to love her As he undresses her with his eyes. Guys who tell her what he thinks she wants to hear So he can get in between her thighs.
She is sick and tired of meeting guys Who have nothing to offer but hidden agendas. They pretend to care just to win her trust Then switch up faster than them lies could hit you.
She is sick and tired of the lying and cheating Are most men really this full of games? If you don’t want her, then just move around Because the lies you tell are super lame.
She is sick and tired of you manipulative niggas The kind who play mind games for a living. Have her questioning herself, acting like you are the victim Because you are a master at the art of deception.
She is sick and tired of accepting less than she deserves Because they say her requirements are unreasonable. Tryna give you unqualified niggas a chance She lost faith in ever finding a real one.
I have been living that single life for oh so long praying that one day God simply sends me the one. A man who has been handcrafted by the Master himself, And not just any old measly one.
Every vein in his body is so intricately woven from his head down to his toes. And his heart beat is in sync to the rhythm of mine When we connect, the world can feel our love flow.
He is strong enough to lead his family, Yet gentle with his love. I am the only woman who exists to him To this one man, I am his world.
There are no questions or second guessing his intentions with me. There are no stipulations attached to his heart. He knows that cheating on me is actually cheating himself, So cherishing me is his top priority Yeah…That part!
He will love me when the ocean waters are at peace, But hold me closer during winter storms. After he has seen the best and worst versions of me, He will choose both, because without me he’s torn.
For too long, I gave the wrong guys that “wifey treatment.” I guess I thought that love could be taught. Was always coming up with creative ways to please those niggas But in their life, I was merely an afterthought.
Too many women try to make the wrong men fit onto the perfect mural they’re painting… Girl, trust me, being single is worth the wait. Until God sends you that guy who appreciates everything the others took for granted, Take your own self out on that date.