The way I’m living, shit get crazy dark Tell me lately, why we barely talk (why) Lately, I’ve been having crazy thoughts (yeah) And you know I'm tryna change, but it’s very hard Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night Oh my god,

Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah, aah-aah-aah-aah-aah Just a paper, just a papercut Right now it feels like we're bleeding So deep that we might not get back up Our words will tear through the surface Like a paper, like a papercut Right now I don't know why I love

You say I'm the greatest bound for glory Well the word is out and I learned I got the latest side of the story You're pulling out before you get burned Well your hands are squeezing me down to the bone I never saw you breaking no law Stands to reason

Just to get to your heart Just to get to your hea- (Just to get to your heart) You could put an ocean between our love, love, love It won't keep us apart You could build a wall, I would run it up, up, up When my head goes in different directions You know

I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station, gonna get a ticket to ride Gonna find that lady with two or three kids and sit down by her side Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat Tryin' to

Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty holding your hand Walk my way and a thousand violins began to play Or it might be the sound of your hello This music I hear I get

We gotta go It's check out time Ay what time is it nigga? ("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge

They've said enough It's my turn, let's get loud I'll show you what girl is 'Cause all of me is perfect Who cares about the dress size It's all about what's inside I'll stand up now And won't back down We're breaking through the surface

Yeah, yeah, I know you wit' her and you all in love What am I supposed to do, congratulate you? Whatever... How you in love wit her, when every thug hit her Just met her off a lap dance now you babysit her And get her everything she need From pills to

Gettin freaky in the club (Get freaky) Girl let me see your body go la la Now back that thing up and make it go boomba Come on baby The way you windin' it girl don't stop Gettin' freaky in the club