'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

Wished i had told her Ooh she was my only one I need her loving Does she really know I need your loving But it's too late, it's too late It's too late, she's gone now I know she's gone now

Shut it down Lotta work left to do, the sun’s still out Any hay to make can wait for now Take it on in the house She likes to watch him out the window Goin’ ‘round in circles under the sun Somethin’ ‘bout a man on a tractor With his hat on backwards

Even the stars fall for you Every star up in the sky Has got your name on it tonight And they don't stand a chance like I know I don't And girl you can't tell me that you can't see The kind of spell you put on me You gotta know just what you do I

Pero veo que no te alcanzo Que desde el día en que te fuiste Mi teléfono jamás sonó Esperaba una llamada Y desde el día en que te fuiste No he vuelto a escuchar tu voz Esperaba a que llamarás Como puedo olvidar, lo que contigo pase Si decides regresar,

You don't like it, you don't like it So where's your superego? This ain't the me show, keep it on the low Where's your superego? You let your head grow, I tried to let you know When I tell you how it is, you don't like it I tell you how it is, you don't

Well I've found a better method of pretending you were just some lover Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts With the efficiency

We stay down Switching lanes, it's a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us 'Cause you know we blowed up And came up, and came up We came up, the gang up I'm with the gang, gang, gang and we

Hol' up, wassup, get none (I am the greatest) Motherfuckers get no love Like wassup, motherfuckers get no love Hol' up, from me Like wassup (I am the greatest) Motherfuckers get no love Wassup, motherfuckers get no love Like wassup

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)