They'll know you're trying to help 'em When you see them fall down But you pick 'em up You still let them touch the ground Don't worry, I swear Tryna stay light on my toes Just ran a light in a Rolls Told me I'm lookin' exhausted You hit it right on the

When I see your light shine, I know I'm home We're going home If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone If you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go When I see your light shine I can't see you But I hear your call Baby, hold on now Wanna run

Ooh, oh-oh-oh, don't tell me I'm not ready for love Ooh, oh-oh-oh, don't tell me I'm not ready You don't know me like you used to You can tell me that I'm crazy But I won't stop and this won't make me Save your breath, my brother, it's not going in I'm

Some, people run But, gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you, leave you crippled If, you, leave you crippled Put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker

We should be friends I don't know you well but I know that look On losing sleep and gaining weight On pain and shame and crazy trains Oh, we should be friends If your mind's as cluttered as your kitchen sink If your heart's as empty as your diesel tank

Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true I don't want no other love Baby it's just you I'm thinking of You know I can be found Sitting home all alone If you can't come around At least please telephone Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have

So please don’t let go, 'Cause you know Exactly what we found So please don’t let go You keep me hooked up underground It’s gonna be you It’s gonna be everything you’ve ever dreamed

I just wanna take your time I don't wanna change your mind I don't have to make you love me I don't have to take your heart I don't wanna steal your freedom I don't know if you were looking at me or not You probably smile like that all the time And I

I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that

It's deja vu Don't need no plans 'cause I got plans to kill We off that Henny mixed with Chamomile Wish we could jump from where we stand Until we land on another planet And you know just how I feel, feel, feel (Yeayea, uh) This the age we pay for our