Verse 1: Tyler Tracey A few months back I went through a breakup Started dating this girl who gave it all up Blonde haired dancer getting freaky on the first date But stole my heart straight out the gate This girl had it going for her k**er body and men begging for her And even when they offered more than me She said there was no other man for her I had her down on both knees I had her begging "Baby, please!" I gave her all my body had and in return She fulfilled my needs It was my fault she fell so hard I told her things to fill her heart But when it came down to it I wanted that a** So I'd do anything to make it last I held on by doing all the romantic things She wanted something, I bought her everything But at the end of the night, one thing on my mind And I know it was wrong but I did it every time She became suspicious when her mother walked in Mad at all the places I'd been I can still remember that beautiful smile she had When she saw my rea**uring grin But after a few months she cut me loose Used some words I probably shouldn't have used But after a while I began to miss her Thought I could win her back with the truth But it was too late and she was gone It's been too long, she's already moved on But if I could bring her back to stay the night I'd hold her again and just hang on Hook: Kris Stephens Lights go out and I'm in my bed I think of all the madness in my head All of the things that I did back then Lights go out and I'm in my bed I think of all the madness in my head All of the things that I did back then Verse 2: Urban Havoc Yeah, we in that slow lane singing Fast Car She probably think that I'm a rap star Talk tough and I act hard I keep a pipe on me after that last scar Stressing until she's undressing Because she ain't ever learned that lesson The hero she calls her next man Is the villain that plays her ex man I've been at it, bimbos bend backwards I kimbo these rappers and limbo these actors I'm about the realness, the fake don't feel this It's so hard to deal with, they asking where my deal is Wasted days drinking, sitting here thinking I'm about to blow up while your battleships sinking What have you been doing? Who the hell have you been screwing? I been f**ing them all, just blowing money at the mall Talking sh** like I need a couple breath mints, boy Booking shows and I'm running through my set list, boy You in line because you ain't up on the guest list, boy You still want to know who the best is, boy Break rhymes to these baselines She ain't number one but I make time For naked pictures and FaceTime I got love for you so don't waste mine Uh, we'd drink for a while in your bed Then you think of all the madness up inside of your head And yeah, I could of your been your man But you wanted all them men Now you got to sit and think of what you did back then, ha! Hook: Kris Stephens Verse 3: Revelation Lets go! Revelation, you know who it is Lets get it Yo, back then back then in a better days Lose myself to the haze and the memories Anything I had or loved would have went away Hiding in my sorrow, use my music as a remedy I said back then in a better days Lose myself to the haze and the memories Anything I had or loved would have went away Hiding in my sorrow, use my music as a remedy Take sh** back like a Christmas return Guarantee no one smoke the sh** that we burn sh** done changed but I'm still the same dude A lot more hungry but still the same food A lot more famished, a lot more damaged Without that b**h I got a lot more managed Coulda, shoulda, woulda used me to my advantage Tried to bad mouth me but that's outlandish Ghost, and that's apart of the past Real friendships, that's harder than cash A friend in need is still a friend indeed But a friend with weed has got a larger stash Friend turned foe, ex girl turned hoe Seemed like everyone in the world could flow, so what? Standing in the shadow with me resume Standing there wondering why everyone is enemies Still got family, still got peeps Call me cracked pavement, I'm in the streets sh** gets real now so do I Try and scar the martyr when a solider dies Tired of hellos, stuck on old goodbyes Steady pursing my dreams without knowing why Need a stand up dude, well Imma hold it down Wish I knew then what I know now Hook: Kris Stephens X2