Euphoria (feat. T-Money)

Baby, you have given me good times
And all I want to do is make it better
I can never tell you
That I still love you now
And no other love can compare to you

You know what your problem is?
You in a room and don't even know there's an audience
You in a room and don't even know everyone's watching you
You think they're not, but there's a chance that they probably is
Do you really know what your problem is?
You have problems, way before problems could even exist
Sometimes it's hard to believe everything that come off your lips

That's why I don't listen to that shit

Cause
I don't listen to a lot of stuff
Ain't shit you talking about could even shut me up
I don't listen to shit, unless that paper talk
That bitch be saying so much, that I can speak her thoughts

I been a problematic person with problematic urges
I tried to cover all these problems with problem covering curtains
Shit
That shit sounded so easy to say
I let the beat sing, then I let the melody play
And I
Rather take, all you got

Cause if you ain't got enough, then you ain't having a lot
It takes a mind like yours, to read a mind like yours
I know what's wrong, before I know what's wrong, I felt it before

Now I ain't 'gon say that I been in your shoes
But I been in some shoes, that kinda walk the same way that you do
That's why I kinda got this thing for you
You got this thing that you do
Like you afraid to speak the truth

You know what your problem is?
You in a room and don't even know there's an audience
You in a room and don't even know everyone's watching you
You think they're not, but there's a chance that they probably is

Do you really know what the problem is?
You had problems way before problems could even exist
Sometimes it's hard to believe everything that come off your lips
I'm still not listening to that bullshit

I could tell you what your problem is
You wanna suck on my dick and then go suck on his
You claim you never found love before, you probably did
I wish the best for you and hope that you'll always live

Money change the game, you let that money change your ways
If T-Money stay the same, that fame bound to come any day
Money put your tears away, money have you living strange
Money get that Birkin that you want, but it won't heal your pain

You know what your problem is?
You in a room and don't even know there's an audience
You in a room and don't even know everyone's watching you
You think they're not, but it's a chance that they probably is

Do you really know what your problem is?
You had problems way before problems could even exist
Sometimes it's hard to believe everything that come off your lips
You stupid bitch