We got something they don't A fire burning deep in our bones On fire when we get home Smokin' when we're away They may say we're done That we will never win this one But we know differently They don't know you And they don't know me

I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter I'll be glad I got 'em And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off my feet A lotta kisses at the bottom I'm gonna smile and say I hope you're feeling

Yeah, livin' life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was I

Dog, I shouldn't have left, They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose another way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another soul Shit, its just me and my mentoni now Man you

It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I

Broken halos that used to shine Seen my share of broken halos Folded wings that used to fly They've all gone wherever they go They belong to the by and by Angels come down from the heavens Just to help us on our way Come to teach us, then they leave us

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando We the first ones that came up with the bando Talking ‘bout you got the Act but what they goin’ for I’m bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors Same

Nowhere like I do That your parents don't The way that I do And all the things that I know They don't care like I do I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep 'Cause they only know what you let 'em see There's nowhere I'd rather be Saturday

Faster than the speed of night The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle below There really isn't any time to lose They're going to catch us if we wait until it gets too light You're such a pretty boy Let me show you what to do and you'll do it But you

And hold my hand, and moan again, I'ma hold that ass You the it girl, hey hey, my inspiration My compass spinnin', baby, it's the right destination, oh I got treasure to hide, so let's keep it from the strangers, hey Your waves, they wash all over me