when i woke up this morining you was good gone i you heard me say you was my vertebrae my back bone but ?bon? the dawn feels wrong, the night ain't the phone ain't on and you broke out last left a note sayin' you won't hang on, you just fight i know you brock scott, that jock with blonde locks blocks shots, guess i'm just not that hot you for cocks let him bust your 'cause you don't trust my rap career but need i out our joint account, with a large amount you left in the you skank, what you think take this loot and buy some liquor you can take that you talkin' with you walkin, hooker so you wanted something that i could have 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 could you up in my life playin' wife, stabbin' my back with your diamond-studded rambo about the evil that women do? if i'm at a female, best believe 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 my fault yo, is an illusion, ain't nobody down for you cept god put your faith in humans so you wanted something i could have gave to you and you this much is true and meeting you i believe you'd shit on me to get ahead but again i do waste your time thinkin' of ways to get back in my soon you find who you are behind the scars and the what goes you reap what you sew, you get you give will you down maybe one day you'll learn how to so you wanted something i could have gave to you and you this much is true and meeting you i can't believe you'd shit on me to get but then i do