Your love lifts me up like helium You lift me up before I hit the ground Your love lifts me up when I'm down, down, down, when I've hit the ground You're all I need Yeah, I wanted to play tough, thought I could do all this on my own But even Superwoman

Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

Uh ah, uh ho Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice n' tight And homegrown and down-home, that makes one Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe for me, woh It's gettin' hard to find

Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah, come on, come on Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah it's only right now It ain't a crime to be good to yourself Lick it up, lick it up,ooh uh Don't want to wait 'til you know me better

Put these MC's on deep freeze Yeah, I roll deep on these Using my name for a dead bit of fame, tryna get up in the game, yeah right nigga, fuck that Stormz' ain't grime and Stormz' ain't clash, look don't be fooled 'cause the war ting, I love that Call

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

A.K.A. stem cells Errybody know the cat like a dope meme I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing Like how them hoes want to get it with L They know

Treat the youths right Or you'll been playin' with dynamite Instead of putting up a fight Oooh, yeah (Oooh, yeah) Oooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now if you treat the youths right Instead of giving us a fight Instead of putting us a fight When you go and

So can you can you get back to me? I been calling tryna get a hold of you, you (yeah, yeah) Feeling lost and I don't know what to do Nold on, let me try callin' one more time Come on, pick up man, fuck I'm calling God, leaving voicemails I know your

I been messin' around (I been, I been) I'm ready, girl, are you ready? I heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend who I'm hoping that your friend, too, told you about me, too 'Cause I'mma tell you straight up, I been messin' around Yeah, I been