Love is like a drug, it eats at your soul, and slowly drives you to madness but you can't let it go. After you've had a taste, you crave it more than anything else.The thought of it drives you mad you don't care that it's not good for your health.
What you doing?
Where you been?
Where you going, you with your friends?
I don’t like them, I’m just saying
They ain’t right and I can see it
Not one of them gotta man
Not one of them gotta plan
Not one of them f*ckin with you
Not one of them drive a Benz