Letras
Is this mic on?
One, two
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh, in my lifetime
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm
Baby, I've been thinking (Last Night)
About this situation
My life has been taken (My life)
From me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But babe you know
That I just want love (Uh-huh)
Maybe a touch (Real shit)
Didn't know I had to try so hard (Yeah, yeah, check)
I play the corner in this lifetime, yeah
I feel accomplished when I write rhymes, yeah
I'm from the ghetto where it's chaotic
That dollar bill is hypnotic
If they don't kill, they push product
Might find me sitting in silence
This shit'll drive you crazy if you let it
L-O-V-E, show it too much you might regret it
Had you watching yo' watch, a tick or tock you might be deaded
And all this life is is a long split second
I don't forget it, so many ways to get caught in this maze
Walk in my J's, older folks talking back in the days
It's all a haze, we love it if it's purple
If you ain't getting money then these honeys think you Urkel
I just sit back, look at my goals like, "Did I do that?"
All plans with no actions, mind full of distractions
From bills to thrills, use beats like treats
Peep my feats, running the streets
On the search for peace, at least
Yeah
Baby, I've been thinking
About this situation
My life has been taken
From me
But babe you know (Yeah)
That I just want love (Uh-huh, yup)
Maybe a touch (Yup, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Didn't know I had to try so hard (Check, check it out, yo)
Stress is ample, soul's burning like a candle
Mothers suffer, fathers setting bad examples
And nah, I wouldn't do it, but my camp would
I'm different, only one on the block not aiming the Glock
They mentioned the heavenly gates, now we picking the lock
God forgive us
But when we break the rules, it be feeling like you with us
Those riches is anti-nigga
They looking for a hand, I gave 'em the middle finger
Too young to be stressed
Is we corrupted? Yes
'Cause I define progress by checks and sex, uh
I know it's wrong, but it feels so right
I can't be living by the books that them old folks write
I never read the Bible, devil ain't trifle as this rifle
When dough get low, we Jackson like Michael
What I need, I take, I dream of an escape
With peace, shit'll be straight
For now, I just wait, wait, wait
Baby, I've been thinking
About this situation
My life has been taken
From me
But babe you know
That I just want love
Maybe a touch
Didn't know I had to try so hard