Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Week Ago, Part 2, artist - DJ Clue. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
A Week Ago, Part 2 |
| Hey Clue, turn me up a lil' bit |
| The mic and the headphones all the way up |
| It’s a true story |
| Listen close y’all, Clue |
| It all started off as a dream, me and you |
| In the hood sellin' rocks, never thought I would see it through |
| I was just a hood nigga sellin' crack with deflated hoop dreams |
| You can’t see it by the way the Bentley Coupe bling |
| I’m fresh out, just tryna keep my shoes clean |
| While you on TV doin' your 1, 2 thing |
| On BET sittin' by Free in them blue jeans |
| Is the reason I waited for you like true fiends |
| Fast-forward, relationship in full swing |
| News headlines read 'Game Got A New Fling' |
| I got a new queen |
| And after what happened at Hot 97, it’s time for a new team |
| Get Jacob on the phone, cop some new bling |
| Can’t be affiliated if he snitched on |
| This rap shit’ll leave you scarred |
| And through it all, you are my ghetto superstar |
| No sleepin', tossin', turnin' |
| Never thought the tables were turnin' |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| Took a chance and now I’m learnin' |
| Real talk, my faith would deter me |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| It’s funny what seven days could change |
| From the 'Dreams' video to a box at the Wizards' game |
| I give my heart, my house and this chain |
| Just to see your face when the roses came |
| You wanted me to meet your family, I’m on the next plane |
| To eat dinner with your pops and be if change |
| He said he would die for you, I told him I’d do the same |
| And I seen it in his eyes, he could feel my pain |
| I told you I had a son, you wanted to know his name |
| Harlem, but the fans call him 'Baby Game' |
| For his birth, I was against all odds in the streets |
| Me, Little Mike and Face dodgin' police |
| Now we in the studio, heads bobbin' to beats |
| First Jay and Beyonce, then Nas and Kelis |
| Same night I told your pops I would give you the world |
| I was your LL, you was my 'Around The Way Girl' |
| No sleepin', tossin', turnin' |
| Never thought the tables were turnin' |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| Took a chance and now I’m learnin' |
| Real talk, my faith would deter me |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| I had dreams of lovin' a R&B chick |
| But I had no idea the shit feel like this |
| If I told Dre, he wouldn’t believe this shit |
| Me and you at the movies holdin' hands watchin' 'Hitch' |
| And even though we both got a lot at risk |
| We in DC eatin' chicken on a college bench |
| To my condo in L.A., slap-box, I’m with |
| Daddy’s lil' girl, makin' people glock and a whip |
| Now is it that irate that a nigga could relate |
| To us holdin' each other down on our first date? |
| You remind me of my nigga, ridin' state to state |
| She ain’t worried about my digits 'cause we both got cake |
| You made yours singin', made mine off weight |
| Niggaz reach, take five shots from a 38 |
| And murder was the case that they gave me |
| No sleepin', tossin', turnin' |
| Never thought the tables were turnin' |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| Took a chance and now I’m learnin' |
| Real talk, my faith would deter me |
| Seven days, my heart’s still burnin' |
| 'Cause it was all just good a week ago |
| DJ Clue, The Professional |
| Hurricane, Mario Winans, gangsters need love too |
| This song is dedicated to the baddest bitch in the game |
| She know who she is |
| DJ Clue, Professional Part 3, y’all know what it is |