You can bet your last two dollars There ain't no tens All them flaws Scars or tattoos that went rotten Ones you came with or you caused them We all got flaws Flaws, everybody's got 'em The woman that I love, she's purer than a dove I know her best than

Tired of the runnin' Runnin' from the law Said I'm tired of the runnin' Baby you gotta believe me Baby ya gotta believe me I'm sittin' on my porch watchin the law As they ride past in their patrol cars So tell me why I feel the enemy They're supposed to

Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull up in new cars She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head

Wake up alone Or will I wake up alone? When the magic's gone, gone, oh? And will you be there in the morning? Do you stay when it all goes? Will you still care in the morning? Now I got cars, now I got clothes, now I got money Now I got crowds screamin'

Ooh why do we, we have to be Enemies, enemies? Forget all the scars All that they are Memories, memories Oh oh I know it hurts 'cause I feel it too I'm so sick of planning all my nights, nights 'Round avoiding you it’s gotta end We don’t have to love

You ain't gotta leave Put you in a room But you can't sleep with me Every time I come and fuck with you You make up all the rules You ought to do it Just because our car's moving Are you in my fucking corner for real? Or, are you plotting to kill?

Oh and I know, and you know that we've been here before I think I know how it should end We got an audience calling us crazy We ignore those with opinions of hate Friends with insanity as of lately Everyone comes with scars but you can love them away I

Poppin' all this shit, need some tissue I can't trust a bitch 'cause I got issues Young rich nigga so official Next up, disrespectful, might offend you (woah) Bunch of bad broads on the menu Bunch of foreign cars when we bend through Next up,

Take our cars, now we gotta take the train Hood niggas takin' chains, slave master take our names Man they can't fuck with the light They can't stop the shine They can't fuck with the light, hell nah the boy's that bright Even if you take away my life,

I can transform ya, Anything ya want, I can get it for ya, Your my baby girl shoulda know I did it for ya, I can trans, I can trans, I can transform ya Shoes you got it (got it) Bags you got it (got it), Cars you got it (got it), Money still got it (got