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 ain't right the phone ain't on and you out last night left a note sayin' you hang on, you just can't fight i know you with brock scott, that jock with locks that blocks shots, guess i'm just not hot you for cocks let him bust your rear 'cause you trust my rap career but need i point out our joint account, with a large you in the bank you skank, what you think i'ma take this and buy some liquor you can take shit you talkin' with you walkin, hooker so you wanted something i could have gave to you and you know this is true and meeting you i can't believe shit on me to get ahead but again i do my stomache layin' at my how could you sneek up in my life playin' wife, stabbin' my with your diamond-studded rambo knife what about the evil women do? if i'm screamin' at a female, best i got a reason to so call oprah, while i'm home husband my girl's doing my cousin, so now i'm on robotussin up the place, 4 in the morning and i'm lying on the asphalt she out there banging, it ain't my yo, love is an illusion, ain't down for you cept god never put your in humans so you wanted something i could have gave to you and you know this much is true and you i can't believe shit on me to get ahead but again i do don't waste time thinkin' of ways to get back in my soon you will who you are behind the scars and the what goes you reap what you sew, you get what you will bring you one day you'll learn how to live so you wanted something that i could gave to you and you know this much is true and you i can't you'd shit on me to get ahead but then i do