See that big blue note Over there on the counter You don't want to read that thing, man It's a real 'get you down'er But don't you dare say Nothin' else bad about her

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

I guess I can't believe you really came And that we're sitting on this pier See, I'm smiling That means I'm happy that you're here I stole this sweater from the costume shop It makes me look like Daisy Mae See, we're laughing I think we're gonna be okay

I didn't see it In your eyes I can't believe it When you sing to me All the while You were in front of me I never realized I just can't believe oh but I feel it

Can't you see that you're Fading, fading, fading, fa-a-a-a-away Away, away, away, away I opened up my eyes, and I finally realized Today, today, it's too late You're fading away Things just ain't the same And I'm ready for change You say you love me

Gonna live forever How your garden grows 'Cause I just wanna fly Lately, did you ever feel the pain In the morning rain We see things they'll never see You and I are gonna live forever Maybe I don't really wanna know As it soaks you to the bone?

Are you leaving with me Are you really leaving with him Are you leaving with him I'm looking for my end, and it's all in While he's just waiting for the night to end I ain't never seen nothing like you But I got it in my mind what I wanna do I've been

I look you in the grill And I laugh inside Niggas always perpetratin Like they down to ride But please don't try to tell me What I can not see What's the real definiton

Fast life gettin' faster (say yeah) I know you wanna love But I just wanna fuck And girl you know the deal I gotta keep it real I know you wanna see I know you wanna be In my B.E.D, grinding slowly Rollie wrist, I'm the shit (say yeah)

Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR And acquaintances turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me Hold the