I let it work, non-stop Wait, I see a whole lot of frontin' A whole bunch of talkin', doin' a whole bunch of nothin' Get 'em, trance, oh Get 'em, I let it work, non-stop Everybody talkin' 'bout they want this money But when you get that money, everybody

I just need somebody to love. I need somebody, I-I need somebody, I don't need a whole lot but coming from you I admit I I don't need nothing else, I promise girl I swear. Oh oh for you I'd write a symphony! I'd tell the violins It's time to sink or swim

His parents hustled So he was left alone by himself a lot So shit, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do When boys in the hood came out, This little nigga rolled himself a joint And watched the whole motherfucker by itself His pops didn't give a fuck,

Up to no good livin’ now I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog Done a whole lotta shit not permitted by law People call me the Picasso of painting the town And I’ve finally grown up I finally changed from that someone I was to somebody I ain't

Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Simply beautiful Simply beautiful simply beautiful simply Simply Beautiful If I gave you my love, I tell you what I'd do I'd expect a whole lotta love outta you You gotta be good to me I'm gonna be good to you There's a whole lotta things you and I

The view's a whole lot better second time around Too much of me was hidden in the shadows I looked up and felt my feet lift off the ground Now I'm looking up more than I look down I'm looking up more than I look down Looking up, looking up Figuring out

I need to live a little, have some fun Take some time, waste it on number one Find a girl that brings my whole world to a stop Live a little, love a lot Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

(I love myself) When you lookin' at me, ahh, tell me what do you see? I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the bully Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy I went to war last night I done been through a whole lot Trial,