I demand nothing, but I want it all What privilege do we have under the sun, That gives us the right to the throne? Species come and go, but the earth stands forever fast All river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full To discover the

All I want is you You, you, you You, you, ooh We got options Maybe I'm the one to blame That's just how the game goes But I wanna let you know that I decided I finally realized that I been going through some changes

Seems like all the good shits gone Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on, Do you ever think about me It keeps on

I come from the 'partments it was bad Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had It's like you gon' eat or you gon' starve Either you gon' hustle or you rob Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball Ever since a jit I knew I was gon' be rich But

Si te vas, you know I'm gonna go Si me das, I'll take you on the low Con el te duele el corazón Y conmigo te duelen los pies Mi Amor, bailamos hasta la diez Hasta que duelan los pies Mi Amor, I want you all to myself I'll love you like no one else I know

Either way you caught me with your lyin' You caught me whilst a lyin' You caught me with my pants down We hang even into the ocean I want to say it's to me to change the world And I wanna play till they kicking down the doors And I'll be alright as long

I'm standing in the rain Getting soaking wet I'm doing my best The good intentions and the pain (Concerto for a rainy day...) I'm waiting all alone I'm so tired I want to go home.

I wish I had a dollar for all the times somebody told me Everything's gonna be alright I want to go down to see her She's my little queen I want to go down to tell her She means the world to me I wish I was down to watch her Play that tambourine She

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

You got niggas and I got bitches I want you, to turn up on me Every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Even look like Lauren London too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit