What's love but just some illusion we believe What's love but just some confusion we don't need Sittin' here It's closing time You've got your troubles and I bet they're just like mine Somebody told you goodbye But I know a way that can't go wrong Nobody

Just might be paranoid Can someone stop the noise? But it just don't fit I'm paranoid I'm freakin' out Every time I turn around, I'm avoiding the lines 'cause they just might split I don't know what it is

But they don't know what is what Swish, swish, bish They know what is what Another one in the basket (basket, woah, basket, woah) Can't touch this They just know what is what They just strut So keep calm, honey, I'ma stick around For more than a minute,

They gon' miss this plane (plane, plane) Don't know what they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame (Shame, shame) They gon' miss this plane I try to

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your

Watch dem niggas that be close to you And make sure they do what they supposed to do Cause you know they be thinking about smoking you Never personal, nowadays, it's the ways They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive It's just the likeness, of

Nobody cares for me Nobody (nobody) There's nobody (nobody) I ain't got nobody I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go People know the part I'm playing Paid for every dance, selling each romance What will they say about me? When the end comes, I know

I'll morph to someone else If I keep moving, they won't know Defense mechanism mode What they throw at me's too slow I'm just a ghost There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it For "above" is blind belief and "under" is sword to sleeve And "around"

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

Right, yeah Really I could give a fuck about you (straight up, straight up) As long as I'm doin' what I'm doin' 'Cause they know, 'cause they know who we are This that life that we livin' and that ain't changin' They just know that we livin' the life