How Many? (Lauryn Hill Flip + Tribute) Lyrics

(How many?) times do I have to explain

I wouldn't speak how I speak or act like a ass if you'd change

How you approach me or view the way you try learning my pain

Want me to conform to ya comfortability

Do the same

(How many?) conflicts I need to avoid

You voice your opinion fine but me? It's just feelings destroyed

Tell me what I need to do where I should be bein employed

Wanna know my every step, yet don't see I creep in a void

Somethin missing I thought you all could give me I'm bein annoyed

Crazy how yo blood 'll pick that water, ain't leaving a choice

Stranger things in this life that I've seen, time for me to re(Joyce)

The fake reveals and less for me to split when that cheese in a Royce

(How many) times you all going to treat me like boy

Grown man inside me ain't wit the BS not young anymore

This ain't like when I was sneaking cookie up off of the porch

Home with my woman right after work, we going to cook and do chores

Different type of conversations we got to have with each other

This ain't understanding, we stand under these labels and suffer

Heartbreak you ain't posed to get from parents, ya sisters, or brothers

Niggas you grew up wit , this some dumb shit

We need one another

I need to know that I'm loved

Know that I'm not alone in this world , when I wanna give up

Should be able to create distance if some shit getting rough

To smooth out all the words I say the next time our shoes in the mud

you could water it down for who you'd like but I am cleaning it up

All my shit authentic and thorough, and we don't see that too much

Know I'm not perfect, flawed, but always Sym going to be in the clutch

Cause if I know you need me feet so speedy , I'm cleaning the dust

you could water it down for who you'd like but I am cleaning it up

All my shit authentic and thorough, and we don't see that too much

Know I'm not perfect, flawed, but always Sym going to be in the clutch

Cause if I know you need me feet so speedy, I'm cleaning the dust

(How many?) times do I have to explain

I wouldn't speak how I speak or act like a ass if you'd change

How you approach me or view the way you try learning my pain

Want me to conform to ya comfortability

Do the same

(How many?) conflicts I need to avoid

You voice your opinion fine but me? It's just feelings destroyed

Tell me what I need to do where I should be bein employed

Wanna know my every step, yet don't see I creep in a void

Somethin missing I thought you all could give me I'm bein annoyed

Crazy how yo blood 'll pick that water, ain't leaving a choice

Stranger things in this life that I've seen, time for me to re(Joyce)

The fake reveals and less for me to split when that cheese in a Royce

(How many) times you all going to treat me like boy

Grown man inside me ain't wit the BS not young anymore

This ain't like when I was sneaking cookie up off of the porch

Home with my woman right after work , we going to cook and do chores