No no no no no Don't you leave my little life Talk to me baby Tell me what you're feeling You say you don't need to go Don't you pretend you didn't know How all of this would end up Girl, I saw it in your eyes And baby I can read your mind

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one New to town with a made up name in the Angel city, chasing fortune and fame And the camera flashes, make it look

I can't get no satisfaction I have tried, I have tried We gotta have it, we gotta have it I can't get me no, ha-ha And I can't get no, uh, now When I'm driving in my car And the man come on the radio Keep a-tellin' me more and more About that useless

If, you don't know, who I be You better ask somebody about me Oh, you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy I, know, you, know I'm, on,

(Hundred billionaire) Kilo at the telly, bitch it's Makiaveli Double M empire, I know these niggas fear me I'm already rich, I'm tired of bein' famous I done fucked all these bitches, I can't even name 'em But if the bitch is bad, bring 'er, yellow stone

I can feel it ah-ah You know I said it's true Can you feel it too I can feel the love I gotta tell you (tell you) I can feel it You know I said Na-na-na-na No, oh, oh, yeah

You don't know the risk if you ain't carried the weight Some shit I don't remember, it's somethin' I never forget Ain't nobody give me nothin', ain't nobody tell me shit Big ol' drip If you ain't never been down the road that wasn't already paved Still

Oh oh oh, I'm on fire Hey little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone? I got a bad desire Tell me now, baby, is he good to you? Can do to you the things that I can't do? I can take you higher Sometimes it's like someone took a

Well, I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know Yes, I love my baby, gonna tell everybody I know Tell everybody I know Other women don't mean a thing to me You can pick 'em all up, drop 'em all in the sea She'll open up her pocket book and pay my fare

I don't know why, but I guess it's got something to do with you To do with you To do with you (I don't know why) Tell me that you love me I don't know why, but I guess it's got something to do with you (I don't know) We could be passing in the shadows