Rebuke - Intellectual

[Chorus: Aminé & Trina Broussard]

Givin' up? I refuse

That's the type of feelin' I rebuke

My bitch like your lips, brand new (Ha, oh)

And it's only 'cause we couldn't get through it (Ha, ha)

(Come ride inside this love with me, ooh, ah)

And there's fuck shit goin' on, I'm sick, no, I'm not

Can't eat, Ramadan, kiss that, let it down

Anybody that you'd ever meet (Ah, oh)

I'm the type that you remember when you go to sleep

[Verse: Aminé]

The Kourt Kourtneys got Disick divorcee (Shee)

My ordeals, my old fees, part ways like McCartney (True)

Match made in heaven like Ja Rule, Ashanti

But for us it's rough, I'm ridin' like this 'cause I want peacе (Shh)

Excuses soundin' like, "I need to find myself" (Huh)

Just admit that this ain't workin', no rеspect was dealt (Huh)

Can't even lie, it hurt me to see you with someone else (True)

But I know movin' on is better than to sit and dwell (Shee)