I can walk into a room without you I just don't know how to love without you Every friend has got a friend in mind 'Cause I've had more than a little time And I don't get drunk and talk about you So I guess I've learned to live without you So it's on

I can walk into a room without you I just don't know how to love without you Every friend has got a friend in mind 'Cause I've had more than a little time And I don't get drunk and talk about you So I guess I've learned to live without you So it's on

You've talking about your woman, I wish to God, man, that you could see You're talking about your woman, I wish to God that you could see mine Every time the little girl start to loving, she bring eyesight to the blind Lord, her daddy must been a

Peace sells, but who's buying? Peace sells, What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"? I talk to him everyday. What do you mean, "I don't support your system"? I go to court when I have to What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"? I got nothing

In the game of life The game of life The time has come For me to talk to you And I don't mean To hurt your pride But everybody needs a friend sometimes To make you see the light

I lied, I lied, I lied I know I told you I stopped slanging yay, strapped everyday All the hoes say I'm fucking, every time I said I wasn't, only you that I be fucking Nah I ain't seen nothing, nah I ain't hear nothing, want to talk to my lawyer I swear

Too many missed calls, too many texts I know that it won’t be long, yeah You’ll be like 'Babe, come over' I know how this goes, yeah Talk about you need closure Every time the weekend comes, yeah Damn, I wish I missed my ex Til you‘re gonna call my

I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe

Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

You will become, In time, become. In time, this won't even matter This chapter will be long under grass And we'll talk about everything till it's easier Your beauty is nothing compared to what And we talked about talk of a gold ring And you brought me