I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find

But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't have regrets Don't think it don't get to me Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey Don't think I don't wonder 'bout Could've been, should've been all worked out I know what I felt, and I

Because it's just a matter of time Before your confidence will win out Keep the faith, baby, yea Just keep your eyes on the prize To get your dreams up off the ground But you got to keep the faith Don't let nobody take you down, brother And your feet

Sometimes life gets fucked up (fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs So I'm gettin' high all week without you Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to Popping pills, thinking about you I wish I

I just can't get you I can't getcha offa my mind And I can't getcha off No I can't getcha off Ooh, you've got a way about you That's shakin' me offa my vine Oooh, you've got a way about you And don't you think it's way past time Only you can put it where

You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to

Can you feel me? Would you touch me? Can you help me? Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Hey you, don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight

Work in a little sunshine overtime Checking on out of that nine to five Sandy streets and the windows down Hair free in the breeze getting all unwound Jump in the water go weekend wild Get wrapped up in an old beach towel Break out tequila salt and the

Know what I'm sayin' Get jealous of a nigga or something tryin' to Check it out, whole lot of jewelry Trying to surpass me My time nigga Clams Casino, nigga Don't do all that talking nigga

'Cause it ain't easy No, it ain't easy It ain't easy I walk a hard line, winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out, I'm back in again It's a wonder, I ain't all alone