Dave Young - Why lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] With the ghetto in my rear view, you are my every tomorrow The world is ours... Mary J. Blige [Verse 1: Mary J. Blige] I've been logging in my bed, crying til my eyes are red We both said that things will change But it's still the same shade of gray I get mad you walk away When it all just start to fade I know you're fed up so am I But we just can't say goodbye Boy, you know I love you But I just can't go on no more Feelin' this way [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] You got me sayin' why, why, why? Can't we get it right? (Just can't get it right) Just can't get it right (Can we get it right?) Don't know why, why, why? Can't we get it right No matter how hard we try [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I got her looking at me sideways Live every night like it's a Friday My conversations are so monumental Licking on her ear, I'm whispering a couple riddles She fell in love with my technique I made her call me boss when in the bedsheets We both coming from the same place All in her both coming at the same place Still on my dope boy swag Top down on my Cam'ron, Oh boy swag Played the hand we were dealt from the beginning, baby You the dealer, cut the deck, while we winning baby [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] You got me sayin' why, why, why? Can't we get it right? (Just can't get it right) Just can't get it right (Get it right) Don't know why, why, why? Can't we get it right (Just can't get it right) No matter how hard we try [Verse 3: Mary J. Blige] Can't we turn love around We build it up to break it down If you knew the way I feel You would know that this love is real But live in Heaven, go to hell then Go right back, across the lesson Tired of stressin', get the message I can't live in this depression no more Boy, you know I love you But I just can't go on (no more) feeling like this no more [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] You got me sayin' why, why, why? Can't we get it right? Just can't get it right Just can't get it right. Get it right Don't know why, why, why? Can't we get it right (Just can't get it right) No matter how hard we try [Bridge: Mary J. Blige {Rick Ross}] Back on my own again (Back on my own, back on my own) I don't want this to end (I don't want it to end) But baby I need (I need, I need) a friend to show me some more (to show me some more) And i think it should be you {I love this part right here, look where we came from, Mary} I just want you to show me, to show me some love yeah [Verse 4: Rick Ross] Characteristics of a charismatic n***a 20 million on a villa, what's illa We livin', lil boys gotta work at that Gettin' cash, so I snatch my girl a perfume bag Blowin kisses out the drop top, that n***a got gwop Stay in ya house when the block hot Makin love that will not stop Bed sheets to the countertop Diamonds my baby down to rock [Outro: Rick Ross] Hold your blessings up baby, with the presents of greatness It's the queen lifetime, Mary J (Maybach Music)