And I know, and I know and I know Wherever you are, I'll find that treasure I've got a rocketship that I want to ride I'm never so high as when I'm with you And there isn't a fire, that I wouldn't walk through My army of one is going to fight for you Say

I wouldn't know where to start "Sweet Music" playing "In The Dark" Be still "My Foolish Heart," Don't ruin this on me I wouldn't know where I wouldn't know where, I wouldn't know where I came in from the outside Burnt out from the joy ride She likes to

I'm in the hood where niggas don't bother me (check it out) Thirty-five hunnid my cardigan (check it out) Shawty gon' fuck, shawty gon' swallow me (check it out) Shawty gon' get on top of me You know what I'm saying? Yeah, me and my homie We do this shit

Love me blue In the clouds where the angels sing She knows I need her loving She knows I need her touching She plays with my heart and emotion I give her my love and devotion She gave me her thought and a notion I need her body I've been doing it wrong

But it's you who makes me sing Playing back the moments Now I'm starting to believe That you could be at the show and know every word And I know where we are and I know who I am Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh Took a while for me to see I never really

It doesn't matter who you are You're in control From the start in your own way You just want somebody listening to what you say Is there anywhere you want to go? Is there anything you want to know? The future's for discovering The space in which we're

Your sex is on fire With what's to transpire The greatest Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching

Is this the new national anthem Free just to murder me I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this But chopper going off in the hood man Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man Yeah, we hear it so much we probably numb to it by now After all, it’s

Feeling like Phil when I make the play I light the streets where you are I did not come here from nothin' I need a whole lot of money Crossing these hoes out to featherweight Putting your bitches on layaway Niggas they know me from stuntin' All of my

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you