I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from, Everywhere I go, and everything I do, There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big, I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind, There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave

But I’ll be buried in Detroit Buried in Detroit Next to my father, and my father’s father too I used to live in New York City But, baby, that ain’t no substitute Not for my hometown That place people avoid I’ve made love in every city Whoa ho, whoa ho

You’re heaven to me Yeah she's so real my lady Well the chimes of my kingdom rang And the Lord has advised me to do my thing And I ain’t no believer baby But you must have one or two things to do with a place above I’d like to call you my one true love

Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin'

Don't you think I'm lone, lonely enough? God, now how much more do I have to hurt? God, you don't know the sadness of this place You've got the angels and the saints So give me back my love, love How far down do you wanna see me go, tell me? It's been a

I got it it bad, and that ain't good Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you Embrace me, you irreplaceable you Baby, just one look at you My heart goes tipsy in me You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me Oh, I love all Oh, those many Oh, charms about you,

Whatever you want, you're gonna get it! You ain't happy less you got one Ain't gonna shoot the place up Just for fun Maybe he wants to die for the money Maybe he wants to kill for his country Whatever he wants, he's gonna get it! You better strip it it down

Runnin' I ain't running, I ain't running away Ready to face all that's in front of me now, Runnin' I ain't running away 'Cause I'm so tired of running I keep my head up, with my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I'm going,

Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay I ain't tryna ruin yours, I'm tryna make a way, yeah I be at the top, that's my favorite place That money gonna come, I don't gotta chase it it Them bitches gonna come, I don't gotta chase em I'ma

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It It don't matter what we say It It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if