Baby, what do I look like to you? I look like a fool to you? I was on my way To getting close to you Until you flipped the script on me Another personality
Dear Mama, you wouldn't believe what I'm goin' through But still I got my head up just like I promised you Every since you left your baby, boy's been
You see really I don't give a damn what you may think of me (That's right you're a bad ass nigga) I'ma do what I'ma do, I'ma say what I'ma say (You think
I'm lookin' over the skyline of the city How loud quiet nights in the mist of crime How next door to happiness lives sorrow And signals of solution in
I was so wrapped up in All of the finer things That I never took the time to show you What you meant to me Money, cars and ice Blingin' off the clothes