[Chorus- Trey Songz] never thought id see the day when you wasn't by my side. listen i was down for you girl put you first in my world and I thought you
Oh oh oh yeah Babe Last time I thought we had this talk Boy you were getting ready to leave I thought that baby you were done Cause for a while you
man i really hated being on the bottom, up, up in that third wall (third wall), I would write songs (write songs), about the day when I could turn the lights on, never thought
Verse 1: As we enter come mek we tek you pon di biggest adventure, Must be dementia, that you ever thought you could touch our credentials, whats the
re a burning match That means the end is near soon, copy that? Oh, I see...they really got you gassed Like I'm a thing of the past. Better slow down,
me Our children are the garden we have grown I see so much of you in them I know This house is filled with memories of the past When no-one thought
My problem isn't that I miss you 'Cuz I don't My problem isn't that I kissed you Whoa oh I figured out That you're nothin' that I thought you're about
la la la la, sha la la la la You used to call me your angel Said I was sent straight down from heaven And you'd hold me close in your arms I thought
they say 'Cause they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you, baby I know you feel where I'm coming from Regardless of the things in my past that I'
man The future I am the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to Say fuck FEMA in case there's another Katrina You laughed at the past
you baby Not not not nothing on you babe Not not nothing on you I know you feel where I'm coming from Regardless of the things in my past that I've
on you, baby Nothing on you, baby [Verse 1- B.o.B] I know you feel where I'm coming from Regardless of the things in my past that I've done Most of
weeks passed and though some people were beginning to lose hope they all kept searching and never did Nickee leave their thoughts. One day an owl happened to fly past
'm hurting, you make me Hang from your hands But no more I won't beg to buy a shot at your back door If I'm aching at the thought of you, what for? That
with babies b-tch bite yo' tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes, tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with another 380, thats my car costs, y'all thought I would
I once knew this brother Who I thought was cool with me Chilled out together Even went to school with me Fly nigga, my ace boon coon We used to low ride
last laugher For me infamy makes me no autographer Custody haunts my dreams, nightmares of capture Paranoid of surveillance, phobia of cameras My banks bigger but so are my fears Past
's get it straight for the '89 tip Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip On the party track I'm cold lampin But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin You thought
