I get carried away by the look by the light in your eyes Before I even realize the ride I'm on Baby I'm long gone I get carried away nothin' matters but bein' with you Like a feather flyin' high up in the sky on a windy day I get carried away I don't

I could be starvin', I'm fortunate I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me? Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby

(maybach music, its deeper than the verse baby, its deeper than the rap). Doing a 150 miles and running, Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunning, Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny, Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us, We

(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk) The funk baby So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back, talkin' 'bout the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin', maybe I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher

That my heart is burstin' at the seams, yeah and I can't wait another minute Ain't no time like this time baby Maybe it's the way that the stars are aligned But I wanna tell ya Life is short, love is sweet Maybe it's the way that the night is still Or

I'm just not that strong But I'm better when you're gone I'm certain that I've given And, oh, how you can take There's no use in you lookin' There's nothin' left for you to break Baby, please release me And I don't wanna see you anymore I love it when

And I ain't got time for nothin' else Anything but my baby I just don't have the time Listen to me people I ain't got time to think about Money Or what it can buy And I ain't got time to sit down and wonder What make the birdies fly And I don't have time

But I’ll be buried in Detroit I used to live in New York City But baby that ain’t no substitute Not for my hometown That place people avoid I’ve made love in every city But I’ll be buried in I’m a writer and a lover I’m a Midwest music man

Maybe it's just not our time (our time) You got your life, I got mine (I got mine) You're too far away, let's be real (let's be real) To get too attached, let's be real (let's be real) But baby, on the other hand We be kicking it, can't find nothing

But maybe not tonight. But baby not tonight. Echoes of another time Playing lightly on my mind There's many rivers still cross To temper bitterness and loss, Though what you say is true This might be it for me and you Maybe we can draw that line