Foreign cars we ridin' out,
Out the country flyin' out
Life been feelin' real good,
What is there to cry about?
I could rent a lamb truck,
Tell them get they bands up
Tell her send a wish list,
Now she think I'm Santa
You could try to take my soul,
Try to take my soul
Pain inside my heart made me stuck to this code
Everyone around me don't know what I go through
I put my life on the line just to show you
I swear to God I got you back like I owe you
I just need space, you got me feelin' like a phone booth
Believe it,
If I see it then I know I can achieve it
You broke my heart and then you treat it like achievement
Now everyone I meet got a nigga on defense
And you the reason,
And I'm the reason too
The way I treated you,
You got me spillin' my feelings like this is me and you,
And I'm the reason too
The way I treated you