Don't want us to lose what we are Don't question it You ain't gotta question it You already know the answer The truth don't make us relevant Hurts but it's necessary Lose what we are So they can't help but to come and hate on it They see what we got and

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

If you're looking for love Know that love don't live here anymore He left with my heart They both walked through that door, without me If you're trying to find pity well you need to look somewhere else 'Cause I surely can't help you I'm hurting myself

These niggas'll change on you I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me Now they hate everything I do I can’t help but win, I’m a winner, nigga, you changed on me All I'm hearing is Jimmy want my shit to flop Dre don't care if

I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh

Can't help but think about the situation Tryna get to see but my mind's racing Only got each other we can turn to Lying here, I know they'll never break you free You ain't got no money, I ain't got no time All these faces lookin' funny when I'm drivin'

I promised I'd be good The road to Hell is paved with good intentions So when I fall, I will fall to you But I can't help myself from these temptations When they come, there's nothing I can do I got something to say A confession of me I've been led

I know that you can't walk across a bridge that's already burned, so What am I supposed to do, I can't help that they chose To breathe it in, but I don't wanna choke On that secondhand smoke Sometimes you could hear a pin drop Or the ticking of the clock

It got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up We've been at the laundromat all day We've been washin' money

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.