Ain't funny how time Steals the feeling from a love affair And there's no place to lay the blame 'cos in any case, oh, no one cares Helplessly we just watched it fade away Neither will admit it Are we both aching to say. We, you, I miss the days when we

I ain't hit your baby mama, I hit her with the curveball I don't need no friends, I just wanna win I got this new Benz and it's all I need She listen to her friends, they wanna get in She don't understand that they'll slob on me If I let 'em, ain't gon'

Don't care how long it takes I'm going all the way Sooner or later gotta love somebody Like a shock to the heart I've got news for you But I'm nobody's fool I ain't nobody's fool I know you think I'm no match for you baby You like being rough on me don't

Oh My God, this shit different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings Think he got a chance with a bitch like me He ain't rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap I

(Here's the truth) I'm a little irresponsible most of the time I'm a man of my word but only when I ain't lying I say I'm not a hater but I hate to see you shine Especially if your shine is outshining mine I wanna be faithful but I keep running into

If this ain't love, then what is? I'm willing to take the risk I won't go, I can't do it on my own He can't do it on his own Some say, I'll be better without you, They don't know you like I do, Or at least as far as I thought I knew I can't bear this

Since you last felt like you were home Each and every breath we take A step towards death And the moon is pale And we might have seen something But we ain't seen nothing yet And I may have dreamt it Or it may have happened When I stood right here

Don't want us to lose what we are Don't question it You ain't gotta question it You already know the answer The truth don't make us relevant Hurts but it's necessary Lose what we are So they can't help but to come and hate on it They see what we got and

We we, tryna get rich as fast as we can (Your girl's with me) You fucking with a boss I don't care 'bout what it cost (And she ain't tryna leave) I'll fuck you like you want (She got a thing for me) Girl tell me what you want (She know I keep it G) The

Doctor, doctor, come put the brakes on me You better send me home 'Cause I ain't leaving till something leave with me Right now that's all I'm on I've had a headache for the last three days And the last couple days I been missing some pay Do I have AIDS?