Nada tendría sentido Si nunca te hubiera conocido Sin tu mirada enamorada no sé si yo podría vivir Sin el latido de tu corazón El mundo es más frío Oh yeah, oh yeah Como un bello amanecer Tu amor un día llegó

Like I said you know I'm almost dead You know I'm almost gone And when the drummer drums He's gonna play my song To carry me along And when the boatman comes To ferry me away To where we all belong I said yeah

Right now, you know I miss your body Ey, yeah, yeah, yeah Every time you go away, you're always tryna fight I could try to fill the space with someone else tonight So I won't kiss nobody until you come back home And I swear, the next time that I hold you

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so

Reporting live from the fucking gutter bitch I ain't talking nothin' but big money shit I ain't talking nothin' but big money bitch I ain't talking about some real money shit And she love it dog, yeah, yeah But these the times we gotta live through (I

Ridin' in the 'Bach with the seat way back This white on white Maybach, I call it payback Yeah you know I fuck with Zaytoven, we go way back I'd rather rap a Zay track than a Dre track Catch me flushin' down the street with the top way back I had to give

Ooo I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine And I'm just about to lose my mind Ooo I heard it through the grapevine, Honey, honey yeah Ooo I bet you're wonderin' how I knew 'Bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy

Yeah I've been killin' this shit Yeah I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been cookin' that shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah I've been, yeah I've been killin' this, killin' this shit Yeah

He wanna pop a wheelie Ride him like a Kawasaki They telling me be humble but they know I'm cocky Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky Ah, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi I'm sipping saki

I can depend on myself Guys they always wonder about me (yeah, I hear ya "T") Cause everything I have is my own (I'm feelin' dis) There's no other way you can doubt me (and I'm listenin') Before I trust you I'll just be here alone Can I tell ya, can I