Anyone that sees you at all They know, they know They know, they know, they know Just by looking Well it's gonna be a lucky man That gets to take your hand And play house with you a while And anyone that sees you What I should have been told

I was laughing, Playing in the streets, I was unknowing; I didn't know my fate. The game of love, but never really showing; I thought that love could wait. I was a young man and sure to go astray. You walked right into my life and told me love would find

For such a simple man I know it sounds absurd When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily Oh joyfully, playfully watching me But then

Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me) For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin' For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin' Record man play my

Woman you getting paid not played Spend a few if you want to Cancun or Towanda Gal say she a go hard make them know say you harder Pushing escalade and rocking prada No more drama do you thing your much glamour Pushing Escalade and rocking Prada No more

Mama's tryna save me But she don't know I'm tryna save her Man, them niggas tried to play me Man, 'til I got this paper You're nobody 'til somebody kills you You wanted to fuckin' walk around these roaches These niggas is roaches These niggas is mere

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

Little man, you've had a busy day It's time to go to sleep now Listen to the jukebox softly play I know why you're crying I know why you're blue Someone took your kiddy car away Time to go to sleep now Someone took your marbles Tell you what we'll do

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

Deep river woman Lord I'm coming home to you Lord I know she's waiting Just anticipating all my love I spent a night in L.A. Just another chance to see you Just you and I Wanted you to know That my playing days are over