Hey, okay, look

Hey, okay, look

Hey, hey, I love you, I love you, I

Hey, I love you, I love you, I

Okay, look, hey

Hey, hey

I love you, I love you, put nothing else above you, I'm for you

I trust you with all I that I got

You held it down before all this shit popped

Think it's shame that you gave up your spot

No, you can't spin the bin, no, we can not we be friends

You on the bench, lil' baby, just watch

Wonder if it feels same at the top

With or with out you, my darling, can't stop

Know the shit written and all my decisions determine the plot

Party Party had to turn up the function

'Cause all these sacrifices cost me a lot

Caleb Farley, had to titan my shit up, yeah

That shit cost me a lot, yeah

Driveway, hitting situps, yeah

I cash out like Chauncey Billups, yeah

I used to cope with the liquor

Switched on me then you went cold

Good thing L.A. still be warm in the winters

Ran out my life, you went ghost

Ain't chasing shit, baby, I ain't a Sprinter, you know

The way you played it felt that shit in my soul

Them seven summers I just rolled up and smoked

Thinking how I gave you most of my twenties, damn

Don't regret it, but girl, I'm just saying

Why come this far with the boy just go back and sit in the stands?

That I don't understand

Ain't never had a problem starting over

Different hoes, they been staying over

Morning walks to the whips feel all the same

Only difference, this one drive a Corolla

Only difference, this one came in a Range

I been too honest lately with my momma

She keep saying, "Boy, you know gotta change to get what you need"

I think I agree, yeah

I love you, shawty, but not more than me

Now why would I believe in love

When loving don't believe in me?

If the heaven is above, do that mean hell is at my feet?

I think I can feel the heat

I think I can feel it

Still got ya, still got ya messages

Pinned to the top of the phone

Still tryna, still tryna separate

Separate me from ya hold, I know

Our love wasn't never goin' fade

We love, we lost, we can't

Still can't accept what it is

Blame me, I guess, thought the pain would've left

But it stayed in my chest for some years

Shit, till the last night of the tour

Got drunk in Seattle, I called you to ramble

Congrats on your family, I don't understand

Shit, I'm 'posed to be asking ya how ya been

Hold on, fuck that, I think we should try again

Hold on, fuck that, I think I should fly you in

Fly you out, tie the knot, buy the house

Girl, I want the cars, the crib, the kids, the fears, the tears, the years with you

I don't wanna try with a stranger

Let's cop a crib in Topanga

Boy seen world and playing the fence too dangerous

Pistol up under my pillow in case **** thinking it's sweet again

Let **** know what I been on in case **** thinking it's me or him