Could it be you calling me down? My foolish heart turns at the stars All that I am is all that you see You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me Something that I should know All the things that you went through, girl I

I don't know, it just came over me (hey) What's all over me? That's jewelry That's jewelry, baby My old bitch over me, she want the sober me (hey) I don't know what possessed this foolery I don't know, it just came over me Bag secured, I only walk

Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 on the a.m I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2 And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do Foolish niggas learn the

Why'd you lie? Why'd you lie The very first rule That you learned in school Was that you shouldn't try to fool The people you're close to And now you're almost full grown I really should've known If I left you on your own

Beware, my foolish heart For this time, it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and fall apart It's love, this time it's love, my foolish heart The scene is set for dreaming Love's knocking at the door But oh my heart, I'm reluctant to start For

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

Devil may care When the day is through I suffer no regrets I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the doe He who is wise never tries to revise what's past and gone Live, love today and come tomorrow what may

The dreamer, the unwoken fool, In dreams, no pain will kiss the brow. The love of ages fills the head. The days that linger there in prey of emptiness, Of burned out dreams. The minutes calling through the years. The universal dreamer rises up above his

We will remember this first night forever We'll recall the things that we said All the foolish dreams in our head After all the songs fade away And the stage fades to gray And we will remember this first night together On the night we met I'm searching

For me it ain't real It's fools gold There too many fools sold Not an excuse oh She sits home and dreams That her man will leave his mark on her hand He's not all he seems But she's seen a dress, she has the flowers planned