| It’s gone be nights I ain’t coming home |
| Some days you can’t reach me on my phones |
| It’s gone be shawtys that claimed we kicked it |
| When I was out on the road, tryna handle my business |
| I know I can’t make it up with shopping sprees |
| Cause money can’t buy you all the things you need |
| But baby girl you got to trust me, try to understand |
| I do the best thing I can, and I apologize in advance |
| My homeboys tell me I ain’t sane |
| To leave you at the crib, just to try to chase this game |
| Baby girl, I’m trying to do better |
| Cause we gone go do better |
| If I ain’t go do better for us |
| I can’t talk right now, cause they charging by the hour |
| I’m at the (?) |
| Yeah, but did you get them flowers that I sent to you |
| For being there and sticking by your man |
| These snakes is running game, but they ain’t getting by your man |
| So stop it, keep it hot for me |
| And all that love that we had |
| When we first met, I hope that it don’t stop for me |
| I think this rap about to pop for me |
| So if I can get you that house you wanted, that car |
| And hell, I’ll even let you shop for me |
| Tell your folk they ain’t gotta trip |
| Cause when they hear my music |
| Shawty, yo we out here |
| And all them dreams and themes we had can come true |
| All the mistakes I made in the past, I undo |
| It’s gone be nights I ain’t coming home |
| Some days you can’t reach me on my phones |
| It’s gone be shawtys that claimed we kicked it |
| When I was out on the road, tryna handle my business |
| I know I can’t make it up with shopping sprees |
| Cause money can’t buy you all the things you need |
| But baby girl you got to trust me, try to understand |
| I do the best thing I can, and I apologize in advance |
| I know you really want your homie back |
| But you gone see that your family say I’m gone leave you |
| Once I made it, I can hear that (?) in your voice |
| And yeah I hate it, I’m coming home soon shawty |
| And we gone kick it like we never kicked it |
| We gone live like the happy live, with no regrets |
| So stay down, I know just how we play (?) |
| And when you (?) when we (?) |
| When I hit this road, and rock all of these shows |
| I can look you in the eyes and know you still love me |
| And when I come back home |
| And take you to this house that the rap game bought |
| I know you proud of me |
| And I ain’t saying we ain’t about to go through it |
| With the tabloids, magazines and all the rumors |
| But yet, I’m just a man |
| I know this gone be hard |
| I’m sorry in advance |
| It’s gone be nights I ain’t coming home |
| Some days you can’t reach me on my phones |
| It’s gone be shawtys that claimed we kicked it |
| When I was out on the road, tryna handle my business |
| I know I can’t make it up with shopping sprees |
| Cause money can’t buy you all the things you need |
| But baby girl you got to trust me, try to understand |
| I do the best thing I can, and I apologize in advance |
| Yeah the money won’t phase me, you still be my lady |
| Don’t worry bout them shawtys when they talking all crazy |
| When I’m done with this, yeah we can start a family |
| You be there by my side when we hit it to the Grammy’s |
| The Maybach with the chauffeur |
| Red carpet when we roll up |
| The doors on the whip like wings, they just roll up |
| You always kept me focused |
| That why I hope you closest |
| I did it all for us |
| And I’m hoping that you noticed |
| It’s gone be nights I ain’t coming home |
| Some days you can’t reach me on my phones |
| It’s gone be shawtys that claimed we kicked it |
| When I was out on the road, tryna handle my business |
| I know I can’t make it up with shopping sprees |
| Cause money can’t buy you all the things you need |
| But baby girl you got to trust me, try to understand |
| I do the best thing I can, and I apologize in advance |