“Can't even talk to Without them blowin' up. Why are they all in my ear Like who am I, and what am I doing here. Why you listening to your friends? They don't wanna see us be. Boy You better take it slow Or I'll be history. So quick to bash my name Boy they need to recognize My love is one of a kind theybdrive me up to the ceiling there's no need for the screaming you know that you are my world But I'm sick and tired of their La La La La La La La La That's all I hear them saying La La La La La La La La Tired of their Complaining La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La So why they up in my ear?”
