I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

The world is a cycle And everything weh happen, yes it come 'roun' in a circle In everything you do remember to pray Got to check the step you take And every breath you make Because the little things you do Is coming back at you The ditch you dig it

Uh-uh (whoa) Uh-uh (yeah) In my feelings (Why do I feel this way?) (No!) Uh-uh (whoa) And I don't know why I'm even still here Can't shake it off, I've been here for years on top of years And I, I'm ready to, I'm ready to, be off of you 'Cause I admit,

Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me Tell me how that shit taste Only squad in it cause they solvin' me In the mob goin' up cause they go hard for me Yeah the only way is up, y'all gon' ball with

Ten score years ago, defeat the kingly foe A wondrous dream came into being Tame the trackless waste, no virgin land left chaste All shining eyes, but never seeing Beneath the noble birth Between the proudest words Behind the beauty, cracks appear Once,

You cannot replace them Face it or you'll waste them So get up, so get up and save it Your golden years left you behind Does the truth weigh on your mind? Tell me what did it cost when the moment was lost Is this how you survive? Why, oh why do you have

I'll be there next time Come hang out And come hang out But I'll be there next time 'Cause you're outta your mind You're working so damn hard Don't you leave us behind You forgot what you like Should I go for more clicks this year?

Nadie sabe la verdad de ti Si no era por tenerte Nadie sospecha nada 'e lo que pasó aquí Imposible es quererte Imposible es quererte (yeh, imposible es quererte bebé) Se repite la función Apaga la' luce' y empieza la acción (oh, oh, oh) Con ese cuerpo

EST (what the fuck) Let's bring some reality to it, And the whole gang's in here, yeah, bitch (bitch) OK, EST for life, 40 motherfuckin' days I hustled, 40 nights I got 40 deep behind me, ain't a motherfuckin' nice 40 swishas, 40 bitches, went from

Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like