All your love Baby, can it be mine? I hate to be the one Baby, don't put around I got to have it one day Can it be mine? The one you left behind Love is one thing baby You won't find on the ground

Say goodbye to the ones that we love Say your prayer for the ones that we love Oh Lord have mercy on my soul For the sick and suffering The city of damage control Say hello to the cops on patrol Say goodbye to the ones we love Violence on the rise Like a

They say love is pain, well darling, let's hurt tonight Worn to the bones Don't walk away, don't roll your eyes When, when we came home I told myself, "this could get rough" And when, when I was off, which happened a lot You came to me and said, "that's

Oh there ain't no diamonds in the boredom So be clear, be clear Oh there ain't no way to say I love you more Oh there ain't no darkness that I fear So be clear, just to be clear All I am is the bones you made for me so garishly clean White as the horses,

(You're so sweet) Your love is strong and you're so sweet You make me hard, you make me weak What are you scared of, baby? It's more than just a dream I need some time Love is strong and you're so sweet And someday babe, we got to meet A glimpse of you

I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I

Don't use the word "forever" We live too long to be so loved People change and I can be tethered We think we are the only ones You can't walk the streets a ghost anymore Days form like new figures down my road Each one looks more like you than you know

If you're the only one, will I never be enough? Hail, hail the lucky ones, I refer to those in love Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart? Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words, and then I get to thinkin' I

Rich young nigga, put a bitch in her place (Well, alright) Make a hundred bands, I throw a fifty in the safe, ayy (Yeah) If you're talkin' money, gotta show it to my face (Got to) Well we the ones they love to hate, ayy, shouts out to the gang (Shout)

My boy, my boy, my boy Don't love me like he promised He ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest (Alright dude, go trip over a knife) And if you want a good girl, then goodbye My boy's being sus and he don't know how to cuss