Baby, you can go or you can stay But I wanna love you either way We can't just go on like this Say the word, we'll call it quits We pass in the hall on our way to separate rooms The only time we'll ever talk is when the monthly bills are due We go to

But that's all I wanna do right now I wanna sleep next to you And I wanna come home to you So come over now and talk me down But home is just a room full of my safest sounds I wanna hold hands with you (Talk me down) But I wanna sleep next to you 'Cause

Instead, you wanna wait until I'm coming home Oh, I know that you won't let it go Can't we just talk it out before I go? It's hard for me to say this without sounding impatient And I know you know You know how we can fix it Just tell me and I'll listen,

If you wanna get down, throw another touchdown Get back to the corner, get slewed couple rounds I'm still in the B-Town, I'm still in downtown I'm in the B's, yeah Know just by the way that you talk I can tell there's something in you, hoe Look at me

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)

(Thinking of you) Do you wanna talk Do you wanna talk it through Swear I ain't got anything on my mind I don't wanna talk to you I'm protected (Don't ask me) (I'm just thinking of you) Don't fall into my arms

I swear I never tell another soul Swear I never tell another soul (I swear I never tell another soul) My PO wanna violate me Chop a whole hunnid, let off 80 I like bitches who like bitches These niggas talk just like bitches so 400 for the lamb, 550 for

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah) Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah) Don't wanna talk to you Don't know you Don't know how you know my name I got a reputation of police chasing

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear

Man I just wanna go flex Gold on my teeth and on my neck And I'm stone cold with the flex With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check Knowing all of this I'm just talking shit to the ones that'll listen I came with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing