Um, um, I, I do really love you It's you I'm in love with It's not what you are It's not how you treat me Or your fancy car But there's something about you I keep yearning for I, I do really love you Just thinking about you

This song goes out to my mother The one I love And the one I lost When it comes down to her Thinkin' about what my mother's done for me The love she's given me Makes it easy to do a song like this So this one's for you ma

This is what, this what they want huh This is what it's all about Time to take Affirmative Action son They just don't understand, you kna'mean Niggas coming sideways thinking stuff is sweet man Niggas don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate,

It's all good Thinking about you riding down to 85 Baby we can do whatever you like I've been thinking bout you Tell me what you wanna do Shawty I can fall through It's all good in my hood, yeah Tell me what you wanna do, tonight Southernplayalistic

You ought to be with me If you want to be a friend of mine You ought to be with me until I die Sit right down and talk to me About how you want to be Yeah, you ought to be with me Thinking about what people do Talking about how I love you Thinking

How will I know How will I know if you really love me? I say a prayer with every heartbeat I fall in love whenever we meet I'm asking you what you know about these things How will I know if you're thinking of me? I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't

I got you, ooh Now you're thinkin' about it Girl you're thinkin' about it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough

Watch dem niggas that be close to you And make sure they do what they supposed to do Cause you know they be thinking about smoking you Never personal, nowadays, it's the ways They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive It's just the likeness, of

They don't know, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know about us They don't know, they don't know, they don't know about what we do That it's true Thinking of all this but I'm good, if I've got you The wind on my pony, top-down, alright So

I used to think Stop thinking of you About what's real and true What can not be proven What can be assumed Once when I was younger In the bloom of youth I received an honest answer