Jazmine Sullivan & Bryson Tiller – Insecure


Ever heard of that, is it foreign to you?
You my nigga not my master, I’ll escape thinking who can I run to?
Is a good time really boring to you?
Ain’t no reason not to trust me, I’m your lady not a slave
I want it all, for myself sorry if I’m coming off insecure
I’m your lady, not a slave
Got me looking for a new dude
’bout to make me give you reason to be insecure
Work got me in and out of state

Don’t cut it off, we done said it all and we done it all
Can I get a minute get some space, man
You be way too controlling
Why you gotta’ be so insecure?
Been a long time, ain’t been home – I been away
Baby somethings wrong with this picture
I’m thinking I’m needing a break to clear up the clutter, damn man
You’re my treasure, baby, not my trash
Thirsty bout to make a nigga spaz
I’m a good girl but you reachin’
Find someone better you can go free

I tell you that’s better than no freak

And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that (but I won’t take that)
Why I treat you like a trophy, control freak
Don’t know what you’re doing, wonder what you’re doing
Don’t you never trust, it’s important
Thinking who can I run to?
You been through my head, playing games man
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta’ be so insecure? (so insecure)

You make it hard to wanna stay with ya
Stop trippin’ girl you know me, I’m your homie
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
You a bully or a lover
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Are you my man or my big brother
You be on your Suge Knight, Always trying to fight
And why you can’t get above my back
And why you can’t get up off my back
No I won’t take that no more
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
[Verse 1: Jazmine Sullivan]
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more (but you be wanting more and more)
You got niggas in you’re face, I’ll never let you go to waste
Gotta’ lot on my mind
[Verse 3: Jazmine Sullivan]
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that
With a chill vibe, who a nice time, who can lay back, who don’t pick fights, who ain’t insecure
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
Got me looking for a new dude
You my nigga, not my master, I’ll escape

Why you gotta be so insecure?
And why you can’t get up off my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that
[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
Got me feeling like I can’t breathe, I can’t even hang with a homie