He fills me up He gives me love He's all I've got He's all I've got in this world More love than I've ever seen But he's all the man that I need It's not the same I used to cry myself to sleep at night But that was all before he came

You niggas bogus, I see the imposers Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it,

All my friends by my side Is all I need in my life I don't need, I don't need nothing else We don't have to wake up 'cause we didn't sleep I still got a full cup of that Hennessy 5am and we still feeling reckless Piled up in the whip getting breakfast

I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe I'm thinking 'bout coming home I love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart I couldn't

Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh I need the sun to break, you've woken up my heart I'm shaking, all my luck could change And I hope I'm not too late Been in the dark for weeks and I've realized you're all I need I'm halfway gone, sleepless I'm battle-worn You're all I

'Cause I'm not fine at all I remember the make-up running down your face And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them Like every single wish we ever made I wish that I could wake up with amnesia Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you And

I fucked my way up to the top This is my show Go, baby, go (Go, go, go, go, go) This is my show (Go, go, go, go, go) Need you baby, like I breathe you, baby Lay me down tonight in my linen and curls Life is awesome, I confess What I do, I do best You got

Is it mine, Lord is it mine? When everything's dark and nothing seems right, I know that there's a reason why I need to be alone I need to find a silent place that I can call my own There's nothing to win and there's no need to fight I never cease to

I think I drank three much I been mixin' wit' it too Couple women comin' through They gon' wanna' T up wit' me too Bitch I'm T'd up Tanqueray got me started I think I need a girl from Harlem Don't act like you Don't wanna' get involved with me

I don't need your love 'Cause if you think I care about you now Well, boy, I don't give a fuck You say you're sorry, but it's too late now So save it, get gone, shut up So I cut you off 'Cause I already cried enough I've been done I've been movin' on