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

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Everybody got their own demons Everybody fightin' their own war I can be an angel sometimes, I can be real fucked up I miss you only sometimes, I give you real tough love 'Cause I'm a devil with a halo, whoa-oh-oh Ever seen a devil with a halo? Ever seen

Where I go I just don't know When I find my piece of mind I got to got to gotta take it slow. I'm gonna give you some of my good time. I've got a bad disease But from my brain is where I bleed. Insanity it seems Has got me by my soul to squeeze. Well all

Decisions as I go, to anywhere I flow Sometimes I believe, at times where I should know I can fly high, I can go low Today I got a million, tomorrow, I don't know Make me feel the warm, make me feel the cold It's written in our story, it's written on the

A better lover What do I gotta do, yeah (what do I gotta do?) And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh Just give me some time so I can be a better lover It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part What do I gotta do, gotta do? You saw me

Always knowing we're the ones you can stand beside Sometimes in life we gotta fight Looking for the truth in wrong and the black in white You can't divide, you can't divide We're the ones you can't divide, ones you can't divide Nothing that makes you

Oh baby, baby Show me, how you want it to be Tell me baby 'Cause I need to know now what we've got Hit me baby one more time How was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here I shouldn't have let you go

Bust down on my Rolex and my chain I deserve to pull up to that big house with my main I deserve that whip right there, yeah If I got it, I'mma spend it Sometimes you gotta treat yourself Sometimes you gotta treat yourself, yeah This is the million