when i woke up this you was long good gone i you heard me say you was my vertebrae my back bone but ?bon? the feels wrong, the night ain't right the phone ain't on and you broke out night left a note sayin' you won't hang on, you just can't i know you with brock scott, that jock with locks that blocks shots, guess i'm just not hot you mailbox for let him bust your rear 'cause you trust my rap career but need i point out our account, with a large amount you left in the bank you skank, you think i'ma this loot and buy some liquor you can take shit 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 can't believe shit on me to get ahead but again i do my stomache at my feet how could you sneek up in my life wife, stabbin' my back with your diamond-studded rambo knife what about the evil 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 drunk on bustin' up the place, 4 in the morning and i'm lying on the she out there banging, it my fault yo, is an illusion, ain't nobody down for you cept god never put your faith in so you wanted that 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 again i do don't your time thinkin' of ways to get in my life soon you will who you are behind the scars and the what goes you reap what you sew, you get what you bring you down maybe one day learn how to live so you wanted something i could have gave to you and you know much is true and meeting you i can't believe you'd shit on me to get but then i do