Man
There supposed to be no stress in a world of stress
No one relaxation in a world of chaos
How it was when we first met
How it was, I can’t recollect it
And I feel what you said when you felt neglected
If it’s gonna be like this, gotta just accept it
When you dealing with a nigga like me, you just gotta respect it
Ups and downs and shit, all that’s expected
And when we argue back and forth, I let you get the best of it
I be more like, “What’s all that for?”
You know I ain’t with that extra shit
All the time I look at my phone like, “Damn, why you texting?”
Matter fact I ain’t even texting back
You know me, I ain’t even stressing that
Spend a 40, you can have the rest of that
You ain’t even ask for that
You ain’t even gotta ask where the cash at
Just throw that ass back
You know I like when you ride that
Yeah, I like when you grab that
Yeah, a week at the chiropractor
All your friends know why you got a bad back
And you know I cock that slab back
Made the whole crowd back, back
I don’t even care who right there
You know I’m gangsta like that
Yeah, you still my baby
Even when you mad, you know you still my baby
Pull your hair and I smack that ass
You like how that feel, huh, baby
You know you drive me crazy
And I drive you crazy
But we still ridin’, we crazy
And she like when I drive fast, no I ain’t driving Ms. Daisy
Then she like to ride it fast, we doing that on the daily
And she’s still my baby
(And she still my baby)
Girl you’re still my baby
Don’t nobody do it like you when you put them heels on baby
And handlin’ all this money, I ain’t got nothin’ to feel on baby
So take them heels off, baby
You know I love to watch them panties peel off, baby
Where you about to go, baby?
In order to get all this money, you know I got to go
Always think I’m up to something when I’m on the road
You know I walk in this bitch with a hundred, let’s hit the store
Listen up, why you tripping though?
Who was with some hoes?
You know I miss you, though
I’m always with the bros
Always gotta hit the studio
I always got work to do, you know?
I’m getting back on the road, wish you could go
I got some secrets you should know
Not no shit deep as the hood go
Shit about going deep as I could go
Come hop on my mic and blow
Then I’m hoppin’ inside the sauce
Yeah, you could do what you want
But I feel I got the right to know
Yeah, you still my baby
Even when you mad, you know you still my baby
Pull your hair and I smack that ass
You like how that feel, huh, baby
You know you drive me crazy
And I drive you crazy
But we still ridin’, we crazy
And she like when I drive fast, no I ain’t driving Ms. Daisy
Then she like to ride it fast, we doing that on the daily
And she’s still my baby
(And she still my baby)