People Under The Stairs - This Lifetime lyrics

I ain't heard from you baby so whats happenin I know its been in a minute I been out here rappin and But see your on my mind every time I see a dime Cause your my girl, but in your, mind girl I'm just a part time thing, convenient on the side piece Meet up on the side streets, love will find ??? I guess it's all I'm given, you say I'm wild & crazy But never woulda hesitate to make you my lady And give you my baby But see you're growin up still And I don't wanna slow you down, your life is all uphill Do your thang little mama, cause I will Even though with you bangin on my mind, that k**s Yo, It's just another shot of vodka in the gla** Yeah, it's just another love story from the past I guess I'm too blind to see, and that's so fine with me Back in the day I heard about the fish in the sea So I, delete your number, and go to the beach Just want to let you know cutie, I'm never far to reach I wish we coulda had a little bit more But not in this lifetime, I say no more See in the end we coulda been, much more than friends But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime Just to know that's something there, or that you cared But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime Man in the the end, we coulda been much more than friends But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime We used to write notes, 7th grade and first kisses Stay up late on the phone against your parents wishes And homeroom pa**ing notes with quiet storm quotes long hopes Of immediate dreams it seems so long ago But then we graduated went our seperate ways and drifted You got played with self doubt and never admitted you're gifted And I found music and all you found were fake friends And we found we couldn't connect the phone call ends But you would stick through it watch my fame from afar In your pa**ing car true lies aligned with different stars Now you want to reconnect but to what at a rendezvous? Not tellin your husband, Man? I think his friends are on to you Your tangle wear woven out of satin is it not? And I'm so tied up, no replyin to messages in the inbox To the trash, before we crash, obsession with the past That temptation overdose leads to shattered love gla** See in the end we coulda been, much more than friends But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime Just to know that's something there, or that you cared But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime Man in the the end, we coulda been much more than friends But not in this lifetime, but not in this lifetime