Contemplate

[Verse 1: Wale]

Dear sweetheart, what's up, boo?

What you up to? More club moves?

I call her, no answer

Her phone in the bag, she dancin'

It's four now, the clubs over

I call her, but oh, hold up

Y'all know what, ignore button

Or the phone die, let's hope for it

That Damier bag I bought her

Caught the attention of those niggas on it

That cell phone that I bought

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

So it leaves me to wonder

Why do I still promise to love her?

Cut me off every time I'm talkin'

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

I say stay, she wanna leave

She get her point across so I gotta let her be

I'ma let her be by herself in peace

But five years from now I bet she see

When the club gets played

The things you crave are no longer escapes

And no longing for dates

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

Now you wonder and wait

And I ain't tryin' to hear what you want me to say

It feels good to be over you, babe

So play this shit while you contemplate

Contemplate, contemplate

Play this shit while you contemplate

Play this shit while you contemplate

[Chorus: Rihanna]

Who am I living for, is this my limit

Can I endure some more

Chances are giving, question existing

Who am I living for, is this my limit

Can I endure some more

Chances are giving, question existing

[Verse 2: Wale]

Them people, they talkin'

Them lights, they on me

This life I chose, but I ain't know 'til I found it

To be honest, I'm modest

One hater for every nigga on it

One day everybody is applaudin'

The next day you is everybody target

Why bother, why talk to 'em

Where God at, I need to call Him

My knees on the ground, dear Father

Don't let me break, please make me stronger

How much longer will it linger

Well my heart is giving, will they believe it

When my song is over will they need me

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

Questioning the whole meaning

In the Viper Room, just me and River Phoenix

With Courtney Love in Lake Washington

With a note there and I'm thinking of reading

This ain't hard, Chris Benoit

Heath Ledger said the nights gon' be dark

Feel the size of a Phyllis Hyman note

Apollo Theater I just might not go

Franky Lymon, the limelight gets old

Cold so in a while I'm schizo

I can't cope, I can't think; I can't breathe, this ain't me

This ain't easy, I'm thinking; am I doing this for them or me

I can't think, am I doing this for them or me

[Chorus: Rihanna]

Who am I living for, is this my limit

Can I endure some more

Chances are giving, question existing

Who am I living for, is this my limit

Can I endure some more

Chances are giving, question existing