If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am 'Cause I am whatever you say I am Radio won't even play my jam I don't know, it's just the way I am And I am whatever you say I am Man, whatever Dre just let it run Ayo, turn

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand She played the fiddle in an Irish band Said, "Baby, I just wanna dance" You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish

Here we go again You know how niggas do when we play how we play A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do Same old shit, dog, just a different day So if it's fuck me, nigga, then you know it's fuck you Same old shit, dog, just a different day (It is not a

Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to

You're just a dead giveaway. (Even though you try) (Baby we know why). How long you gonna carry on This one on one charade Let's don't and then say we did That's the game you like to play. We've been through this so many times The end results always the

He's Misstra know-it-all Give a hand to the man With a plan Got a counterfeit dollar in his hand You know damn well he's got the super plan Playin' hard Talkin' fast

This is me coming at you as a man right now Lemme freak Just lemme freak, please god Just lemme freak You know I don't give a damn whatcha playin' right now Drunk, faded Browned out, looking all shady Two months since I fucked a lady

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand No promises, no demand Both of us knowing, love is a battlefield I did my own thing, created my own lane I may not like the players, but I love the game I love the hustle and that's real And that's why love

Like a man who has two hearts Can there be peace No release always the same I won't come here again Both of them worlds apart Both of them play their part you know Like a man who has two wives His life the becomes alibis Nobody asks him why you know