E30

Why's, why's, why's

Two seater no spinners

Ay, do, do, do

(Tina on the Beat)

Ay, yeah

Why's it right at night?

Last night I wanna, be right

Why's Henny always good with ice?

These are the things I will decide

You should've seen my mother cry

She know a lot a things I just don't know no more

They don't even ask me when I'm coming home no more

Hard to explain it, so I just don't

I don't think imma make it

Always from the corner, now a young nigga getting paid up

Everybody wanna call now but they still know I ain't made it

I done went all in, now my whole my family gone hate us

They don't even wanna talk now, put the seats back in the two seat

Drop out tobacco, put my weed in that's a doobie

Check out at the motel, 8PM so we Gucci

Pull up at the gas station and

Ride round town with my speakers on bump

I do this when I want for these bitches when I want

I really came up, man, I really came up

I didn't have a buck, now I spend it when I want

And bitches wanna fuck I ain't even got the time

'Cause the rollie don't tick less it's ching or a dime, man

All I really want is some love and a smile, man

All I really want is some and a smile, man

We shouldn't play 'round we know it's wrong

Tried half the sins I already know what's going on

I think that, there's brighter days we just trying to get it right, ay

We can't be mad we just trying to live our lives, ay

I tried to teach, what you teaching to be

You were bad when you called and I need you with me, yeah

I tried to do it, uh, sometimes I throw it away

Showing things I need to see so I know about it

Shawty knowing things about me before I know about it

Yeah I know I'm scared to lose you to another guy

Gotta leave but knowing me I might be back tonight

And I promise I won't cheat no more

I ain't clearing up my recents 'fore we meet no more

It's a lot of things I need to change with me, girl I know it shorty

And I know that I ain't switched up just a lot of niggas switch around me

'Cause I just been

Ride round town with my speakers on bump

I do this when I want for these bitches when I want

I really came up, man, I really came up

I didn't have a buck, now I spend it when I want

And bitches wanna fuck I ain't even got the time

'Cause the rollie don't tick less it's ching or a dime, man

All I really want is some love and a smile, man

All I really want is some and a smile, man

Find me

I'm lying on my driveway all alone

And I'm hoping that you'll come back home

Won't you find me

I'm lying

But I know you'll never show

And I smile still I know it, know it, know it