Been through trials and tribulationsAlways * with my patience, boyGave a hundred second chancesAnd now I lost countSo boy, I type out, noLookin' in the mirror, didn't recognize meNever been the type to fall at your feetWhat happened to reciprocity, babe?No, noTell myself to pattern upOhI type it outI don't really need your loveTell myself to pattern upNo, noTell myself to pattern upI don't really need your loveTell myself to pattern upOh, oh, ohYeah, pattern upDon't need your lovePattern upDon't give two fucksPattern upNo, oh, ohTell myself to pattern upDon't need your lovePattern upDon't give two fucksTell myself to pattern upNo, oh, ohWant me wrapped around your fingerThinking you're the poppin' masterBoyNow I finally know my worthAnd you ain't it, noYou ain't *, babyLooking in the mirror didn't recognize meNever been the type to fall at your feetAin't nobody fuckin' my energy, babeNo more, no moreTell myself to pattern upI don't really need your loveTell myself to pattern upNo, oh, ohTell myself to pattern upI don't really need your loveTell myself to pattern upHey, yeahYeah, pattern upDon't need your lovePattern upDon't give two fucksPattern upNo, oh, ohYeah, pattern upDon't need your lovePattern upDon't give two fucksTell myself to, tell myself toPattern upNo, oh, ohYeah, pattern up, babeTarget up, I gotta feel y'allAh, ah, ahwat*