you here with me Back where we started, Right back where we started, The clouds are gone and I can see, Now I know I need you here with me Need you here with me
living in here we go with this again I just keep on talking but I guess that you aint listening rather run around with them nothing ass b-tches then, go on, got me
for me Atlantic records say just make another hit for me I tell 'em, cut a hundred million dollar check for me Like it or not, don't lose no respect for me
here crying I won?t stand here crying anymore I?m off the floor I?m standing here
be bought or sold Inspiration, move me brightly Light the song with sense and color Hold away despair More than this I will not ask Faced with mysteries
ya I can't do nothin for ya Aight, check this out [ VERSE 3: Tela ] Look, Young Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice See, these bitches ain't
wanna kneel on her, not yet So stay with me, lock the door Take the key, hide yours Feel the bait, hear the choice Hear the choice, hear the choice
know I'm the judge But I love that bitch and I'm coming with her Creme of crop and me, I'mma hold her down Resign with A-K's so we blowing the trial
scare you But you're the one who came here And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart Or trying to be cold on my part
From here on a heroin like high, I give off Live off my lie and my lullaby They itchin' for a new breath here's the calamine And I refuse to camoflauge with
facts, here we go with this stuff again, you just met these girls, & you trustin them? she put it on me, screamin so loud, that I'm left with no choice
here? We keep running from all the answers And leaving me here with questions It's not fair why you never there, you keep leaving me here alone Please tell me
to get loose, shawty, better be Sittin' on them leather seats If not, pat yo feet on the concrete merely Freak by choice, not force, I would never be Charged with
wanna treat me [Lady humming] [Too $hort:] I was raised to cope with life Make my own choices and hope I'm right It's uphill all the way for me I ain
wrong man I'm laced with that long game, it's just not a lot of choices man You ain't plannin' to go to jail with the poison clan So you could be another
, all the game is for me And these bitches, can't say shit to me They could never could fuck with Short baby I'm not a tounge twisting rapper with a funny
why commit the crime? Don't ask me Went to school everyday, and I still can't read I count money like a champ, now ask me Why everyday does the task force jack me
to fill up that bra A double-D, sippin' bubbly and you'd give your life Just to fuck with me Reluctantly I walk on by I'm not gon' lie, that Betty fine
