These streets ain't so pretty What good would that be Would you like me if I had a gun Dodging cops always on the run now Getting caught up over petty drama Selling drugs to somebody's momma I'm telling you these streets ain't I swear everything that

If I could tell her But we're a million worlds apart And I don't know how I would even start But he kept it all inside his head What he saw he left unsaid Tell her everything I see How she's everything to me He thought you were awesome

You you you you So don't tell me you love me Just don't tell me you love me You're gonna make it too hard for me I wish you were ugly It'd wouldn't be so hard to leave 'Cause baby I hate to, love you I can't make up my mind 'Cause right when I tell you

You up? You up? You up? But the way we left off, it just ain't right (Just ain't right, yeah) Baby, tell me, you up? If I was sleep, I would do the same thing Tell me, you up? You up? Yeah You up or are you sleepin’, dreamin' 'bout me? It's the captain

Let it burn Nor that I would Under my skin I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you So tell everybody, the ones who walk beside me, yeah Now I think I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I

(Go back, go go back) Tell me would you even, would you still believe in me? Every night is keeping me awake I keep thinking about all the things that I would change Tell me would you even, would you still believe in me If we could turn back If we could

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

All I can remember, all I can recall is you Telling me there's been an accident Always the pretenders, always thought that love would do Every day I miss your innocence Maybe we forced the deal, delivered some kind of blow Maybe we broke the seal, cracks

Were we better men than we'd ever been before? Say, if she came again today, would you still answer to the call? Tell the truth, my friend, don't it matter anymore? Was it bitter then with our backs against the wall? We were simple men by her side when

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always