All by myself I don't need anyone at all I know I'll survive I know I'll stay alive It will be mine No one can take it from me You think that I can't live without your love You think I can't go on another day

No you don't fair well No you don't fair well, without me We're drinking your lighting 'Cause he wasted your time In a year you'll be mine In the valley And my heart sinks There'll be no strings

If you hadn't been a friend of mine I ain't misbehaving, I'm just telling you the truth Take my love for granted Yeah, I'd give it all to you Make me count for something Yeah, I feel it in my heart God only knows what I'd have been Guess you're still a

I wanna make you feel wanted And I wanna call you mine Wanna hold your hand forever Wanna kiss your lips Never let you forget it Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted You know I'd fall apart without you I don't know how you do what you do 'Cause everything

We'll find a way Let me be the one who shines with you I dream of you and all the things you say I wonder where you are now? Slide in baby together we'll fly Now that you're mine Of chasing the sun

I know it was you He whispers secrets through a thick mustache And she listens to him Flicks her cigarette's ash And smoke hangs velvet curtains And hides her lips And she hopes to hell it's worth all her health risks 'Cause everyone requires a plan I

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow Ain't no way y'all niggas just don't know Where niggas is about to go oh no oh no Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine Ain't no way you niggas gonna stop mine Y'all niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why

A little rain fallin' A little clock keep away the time Well now, a little rain keep a-fallin' On this little love of mine Little flowers open Little birds keep a-singin' tune A little flower open A little birds keep-a singin' tune I would like to love

Since they wanna know (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt) (End what's right and why am I immature?) (All I want is what's mine I don't care who I hurt) Here's the formula on O, now let's go Second rounds on me Obie Trice, Emil hit 'em,