now everyday we had an argument
im feelin wrong cuhz in muh dome i feel i start da shyt
i kno u love me cuhz ur here n neva called it quitz
and when it comez diine to trust i lost a lot of it
if i leave now in a couple dayz i kno ill prolli miss
ya sexxy voice pick up da phone and ill be callin quick
ur prolli sleep and ill prolli wake u up outta it..
all ill hear afta dat is harsh cussin n juz how loud u get..
u tell me dat u hate me den u end up cryin tho
den i ask u why ur here and wuh da hell ya tryin fo
cuhz everyday it seemz to me dat ur juz dyin to go
i ask ya if ya love me buh u answer kinna slow
i start to wonder bout our love n our relationship
n then i realize i wanna be here so i should face da shyt
i understand u gotta stay home.. u gotta baby sit
so juz kno from dis point on i plan on juz makin it..
