The reason we're all flawed No question I don't claim to be Any wiser than Any other man I just know what I believe That there's so much more To this
feel about you ?Cause I, oh, I can?t go a minute without your love Like a satellite, I?m in an orbit all the way around you And I would fall out into
our side Out of my life, Out of my mind Out of the tears that we cant deny We need to swallow all our pride And leave this mess behind Out of my head
ll get to you the love you seek and more Your what I?m waiting for you I will give to you The love you seek and more (your all I really need) I will get
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was Eating good sleeping soundly I know we all have a similar dream Go in your pocket pull out
t hold on keep moving on and on this road won?t lead you astray -on your way- city lights behind they did collide in hazy sights as you left all alone -as you left
we?d always stay the same Something went wrong along the way You?d come around and there?s nothing left to say It's like we?re strangers anyway, what more
lick I done backed out, I done gave the game up The life I was living dawg, I had the change up Eventually, I would end up banged up, stressed out Uptown
ya up I'll be home next week - now I'ma keep it on the low Nigga think I got six more months left on this (?) Uh-huh (Hook [Automated voice & Baby]) [
BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave. Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab Understand this is all he know and it's all he see Which is
nuttin but a left hole in the left side of my chest Fuck wit me and you gonna learn And you gonna get snuck, motherfucker what's up Ballers walk me out all
', gimme no dappin' Pull out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you bout buckin' or duckin' Cuz I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a thug All about sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged Get out
bull dogs bark loud, chopper moves crowds Innocent bystanders watch out, them lil thugs act wild [B.G.] I'm a ride or die-er, smoke nothin' but that fire-ya Keep all
that he dressed Couldn't fuck with the Smith & Wess B.G., Black Connection 226 start static Comin out a nigga attic leavin holes in ya carriage I ride all
bull like a matador You light me up like lamps a chance is all I'm really asking for Give me one, I promise I'll be back for more Most wanna tap and score
ya wife keep her at home tonight She might neva come home again nigga, aight! Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all
him figured out And things aight thats how I was I thought I had him all figured out But he just kept surpising me everytime I looked around It was just (trouble) some more
skin and I start to bleed I do it all over again Cause it don't hurt like it hurts When you leave With a whole lot of tears you left me What a mess of