| I still love you
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| Even though we don’t get along (we don’t get along)
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| I still love you
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| I guess loves unconditional
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| Even when it’s physical
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| Never when it’s him or her
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| Watch me take a hit and learn
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| The price to retaliate, navigate, get lost
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| Or alligate with good cost
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| For everything you worked off
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| The arguments would jump off
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| I’m nothin' but a small talk
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| When everything was kosher just a minute ago
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| I’m over all the turbulence it’s permanent
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| Embedded in our circus tent
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| Watch me walk the tight rope while I rope with evident (evident)
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| We don’t even get along that’s a sad song
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| But I still love you baby doll thats my action
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| I know it’s only said with words that’s my passion
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| No flashin I’m askin for peace if we lastin
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| Southern Indian
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| Twin complexion on her skin
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| We Started off as just good friends
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| To love and now she’s pissed again
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| But you ain’t listenin
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| Feelings start to diss us then
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| Jealousy will always win
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| Hell to see it all just end
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| We pretend like the shit never hurts
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| But I never met your parents cause my color couldn’t work
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| With the scheme of your parents plan
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| Dreams just to mock you and
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| Things could (???) and
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| I said I ain’t existin then
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| When we live together you’re high and on my grove
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| Just before your mama walks in our apartment door
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| And I try to let it go
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| I know we buildin up the trust
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| Yo the nights and alcohol
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| All the women on the bus
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| Skeletons in the dust
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| Clouds or doors hide the lust
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| Fell again and it’s bust
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| Love wil turn it’s back on us
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| Actin up who cheated then?
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| Not talkin bout ja make up
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| But who needs it then
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| I’m a hypocrite faker
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| Cause it seems to hurt me more
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| It was all eighty twenty
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| Like you aim for me to mess up
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| Just to give it to me
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| Caue we like to play the fight game
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| It shows we still care
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| Cause no matter who I mean
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| Shes will always be there
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| The three to my one six
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| Yeah I was love sick
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| Even though on the real
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| We stay fightin bout some dumb shit
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| Come this far to find out your not the one
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| Swear to god when we met you were the mother of my son
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| Just a little too young
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| Thinkin love could conquer wall
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| But without the right support
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| I don’t love you could fall
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| Can’t deny that it was pure
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| Just a little insecure
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| Always wonderin what I’m doin when I’m out on the tour
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| But I’m the truest rap guy that you ever gon meet
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| I told on myself the two times I did cheat
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| And we only made out
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| Still you had to break out
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| And do the same thing
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| But we wiped the slate clean
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| Even got rid of Jean
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| And it didn’t make it clear
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| Still so miserable without you
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| It’s like having you here
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| Even though it didn’t last
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| Not a day go past
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| That I don’t think about gettin back wich yo ass
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| I still love you
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| I still love you
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| I still love you |