Tell me why you mad for Tell me why you mad I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try to do what we done Make a million dollars while you young I know to you it looks easy Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers

But I already have love in LA It's so romantic in Paris Thought I was sure that I'd find it Won't even try to compare it If I ask that boy to jump, I know he would He don't even have to say, it's understood He treat me nice, he treat me right, he treat

Baby, you done lost your good thing now Baby, that's the way I hate you now You used to say that you loved me So please don't try to mistreat me And you would do anything I said You done lost your good thing now Well, the way I used to love you baby But

I can't take the ache from heartbreak If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines Where's the "good" in "goodbye"? Where's the "nice" in "nice try"? Where's the "us" in "trust gone"? Where's the "soul" in "soldier on"? Now I'm the "lone"

Behind a mask (so we hide, so we hide) Open your eyes, let us see the void inside Open your eyes, let us see A grieving widow's pose, she stands with head held high Never to re-marry, never gonna' try 'Cause that would end the symphony of sadness that we

Up one now, but you wouldn't even pay attention (Alright) Up one now, know I'm out here on a mission (Uh-huh) Up one now, yeah you need to pay attention (Yeah) Up one now, I'm turnin' all the bad bitches down Up one now, my niggas, they tryna get it

But you heard it all I'm from the city She belongs to the city If I knew I was wastin' my time Would end up wastin' my time With all these shoulda coulda wouldas I'm in her ear one time Tryna tell her how I ride She heard it all I know she heard it all

Got a lotta heart ache He's a fucking weasel Want to make a deal He's a player, diarrhea giver Tried to grow his hair out I would like to find him Friday night Hanging out with mom and trying on his fathers tights Life just sucks, I lost the one, I'm

Life is seen more clearly through our tears Cause we all find some faith When we face our fears When my life's goin like I want God becomes an after thought And I start trying to build my Heaven here A better believer would look to the skies And shout

Upside down beside the ocean Would last longer than that week did Blown away and barely breathin' And we spent that week wide open I didn't know where it was goin' Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks I should've known that kind of feelin' Sunday