It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

In case you didn't know That I could live this life without you Even though I don't tell you all the time You had my heart a long, long time ago I can't count the times I almost said what's on my mind Just the other day I wrote down all the things I'd say

Well I told you once and I told you twice But you never listen to my advice Don't try very hard to please me With what you know it should come easy Well this might be the last time This might be the last time May be the last time, I don't know.

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

I don't want to die, I don't know why This kind of fate was meant for me You got to be strong, got to move on What do I say? It was never supposed to end up this way What do I have to do? Was supposed to grow old with you But that ain't gonna happen, mmm

'Cause what about, what about angels? They will come, they will go, make us special Don't give me up We know full well there's just time So is it wrong to toss this line? If your heart was full of love Could you give it up?

Now we in this bitch Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch? Even when my back against the wall I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear Cause when I think back, I've seen it all And everything that

We do this every night We can get to feeling alright right now Turn it on baby til the sun burns out You ain't gotta say it girl, I know what you like Yeah on this trail trail, a little something to sip sip Don't need no weekend Hands on your hips and do

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)

I want you to know Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you Who's to know when the time's come around Don't want to see you cry I know that this is not goodbye Something is about to give I can feel it coming I