Why I Love You

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

(4x)

Picture if you will, that the throne was burning

Rome was burning, and I’m sitting in the corner all alone burning

Why does it always end up like this?

Something that we don’t determine

Same people that I fought for

That I fight for, that I ride for

That I live for, that I die for

Be the reason that these niggas is alive for

And they want me dead

But I’m so sorry but I just can’t die for you

But I can make em put their hands in the sky for you

We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th

Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for?

When the grief is over, beef is over, I’ll be fly when Easter’s over

I tried to teach niggas how to be kings

And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers

So the love is gone, til blood is drawn

So we no longer wear the same uniform

Fuck you squares, the circle got smaller

The castle got bigger, the walls got taller

And truth be told after all that said

Niggas still got love for you

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

(4x)

Showed love to you niggas

You ripped out my heart and you stepped on it

I picked up the pieces, before you swept on it

God damn this shit leaves a mess don’t it

Shit feelin’ like death don’t it

Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it

I spent about a minute, maybe less on it

Fly pelican fly, turn the jets on it

But first I shall digress on it

Wasn’t I a good king?

(Maybe too much of a good thing, huh?)

Didn’t I spoil you? Me or the money, what you loyal to?

(Huh, I gave you my loyalty)

Made you royalty and royalties

(Took care of these niggas lawyer fees)

And this is how niggas rewardin’ me

(Damn)

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

(2x)

Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me

But I’m bullet proof, bitch you can’t get nothin’ past me

Got body armor (A nigga gotta watch the throne)

And I’m bussin’ back, so niggas in a glass house should not throw stones

What do you do when the love turns to hate?

(Gotta separate from these fuckin’ fakes)

Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist

So the nigga that killed him had keys to his shit

Am I my brother’s keeper?

(Only if that nigga don’t creep up)

Got a pistol under my pillow

(I’ve never been a deep sleeper)

P-p-p-paranoia

(Cause the nigga that said he’ll…)

Blast for ya (Is now…)

Blastin’ for ya, that’s an assassin for ya

(These niggas got a shot they’ll shoot)

Please Lord (Forgive him)

For these niggas (Not know) What they, (Do) (Ooh)