How the hell I tell you all
I turn them sparks into flames
Switchin' sides, tryna make it back
like it's the line of scrimmage
I know I said I'd get you back,
but now it's time it's different
Being you, girl, you changed me
The bitches, they only talk
They say money make a difference
Only thing change is them niggas
that I saw the dream with now
Lookin' at me differently
Tryna put my trust inside my work
Losin' faith in hoes that loose
clothes to gain Tiffany's
sound like Street Symphony
Strugglin', tryna make a couple dollars
The person that you are probably
Knowin' you got it and you
And I still did you wrong,
I couldn't ride for your peace,
too busy drivin' reckless
I took the love out my heart
And when them bitches had it up,
I had my times to show up,
but left you down and out
Damn, I learned from my mistakes,
If you leave, can't undo God's plans
Pull up in a coupe all white,
Really, it's just me and you in a Benz
Askin' me if I think that it's worth it,
If what we built is strong
Just because we fell into something
That don't mean that we friends
Crazy how this shit unfolding in here
If I told you that my love wasn't real
How the hell I tell you all
I turn them sparks into flames
Like it's the line of scrimmage
I know I said I'd get you back
But now it's time it's different
Being you, girl, you changed me