Top down with the fresh cut 
With A. Baker (Anita Baker) through the speakers, 'Best Of' 
A crisp white tee, I'm still feelin' dressed up 
Everythin' else healthy, don't get me messed up 
A good pair of shades on, you gon always see me in disguise 
Not for style, I don't want you to seein' my eyes 
But for now, tell God hurry my plans 
Cause I just had to bury my man 
Us two was on some brother shit 
But if I learned anythin', if you take life for granted it'll grant you some other shit 
I know I can't be the only one troubled with 
I talk 'bout hard shit like I discovered it 
Thought I had enough of it, still won't cut a wrist 
I just wrote the book, he published it 
Simply read holdin' back the years 
Cause when I strayed, it looked like he holdin' back some tears, he sayin' 

Sometimes I feel like it's a ghost behind me 
Nudge in my back, got the toast behind me 
Clockin' my every move, takin' notes behind me 
Crowd laughin', there must be a 'Roast' behind me 
But the boy won't bend 
Though the road to the riches is startin' to look like it don't end 
I'm on 9-5 speedin', truly love it 
No idea where I'm goin', that's the beauty of it 
But still I'm here waitin' on a sign 
Or a F.Y.I. to be notified, cause (WHY) 
Do it matter what he got it store for niggas if they too broke to buy 
I know I want heart, my back carryin' some tons ya'll 
From the devil's bedroom on to his front yard 
Pop up in the backseat and keys the chauffeur 
Let em know before I hop out with him on my shoulder, I said 

Wouldn't be smart to tangle wit ya guardian angel 
Not when they got a strangle from every angle, head to ankles 
Get mangled, so I don't got shit 
My eyes everywhere, on my Stuart Scott shit 
Tryin' to be fly every second that the clock tick 
But there's a suicide bomber in the cockpit 
See my intent is to be content 
But that's contingent off fly hoe's usin' ?? 
Since mama concieved me 
Me and dude been stuck in a melee 
He's tellin' me I gotta ball like Beasely 
But I could give a fuck how a nigga percieves me 
So until God retrieves me 
I'm followin' behind the nigga that misleads me 
If need be, bounce from where he tryin' to keep me 
But everytime I try he tells me that he needs me