when i up this morining you was long good gone i thought you me say you was my vertebrae my back bone but ?bon? the dawn feels wrong, the night right the phone on and you broke out last night left a note sayin' you won't hang on, you just can't i you with brock scott, that jock with blonde locks that blocks shots, guess i'm not that hot you mailbox for let him bust your rear 'cause you don't my rap career but need i point out our joint account, a large amount you left in the bank you skank, what you i'ma take this loot and buy some you can take that you talkin' with you walkin, hooker so you something that i could have gave to you and you know this much is and meeting you i believe you'd shit on me to get ahead but again i do my stomache layin' at my feet how you sneek up in my life playin' wife, stabbin' my back with your diamond-studded knife what about the that women do? if i'm at a female, best believe i got a reason to so call oprah, i'm home playin' husband my doing my cousin, so now i'm drunk on robotussin bustin' up the place, 4 in the morning and i'm on the asphalt she out there banging, it ain't my yo, love is an illusion, ain't nobody down for you god never put your in humans so you wanted something that i could have to you and you know this much is true and you i can't you'd shit on me to get ahead but again i do don't waste time thinkin' of to get back in my life you will find who you are the scars and the strife what around you reap what you sew, you get you give will you down maybe one day learn how to live so you wanted something that i could gave to you and you know this is true and meeting you i can't believe you'd shit on me to get but then i do