They tell me I should find a bed to sleep in
But it's hard to comprehend when
I'm out here chasing...loopdreams...baller visions
I'd rather not wake up to your smile
Oh no he didn't...oh yes he did...maybe this isn't
Everything you envisioned or once hoped it could be
I once wanted to be Magic, Kobe, Shaq, or Kareem
You know...my brother was a rapper so much better than me
But he got lost in the streets
My cousin Sonny lost my uncle;
Joe...he's resting in peace
Hard to be humble when you're thinking you're the shit in the sheets
And you've got money, couple cars, a couple college degrees
Then you sound like Barry White...that leave 'em weak in their knees
Something takes over me
Father forgive...he's bitter...badly in need
Acting like he don't care that his daughters care that he breathes
'Pac said Brenda had a baby
But Brenda had a dream
Should Brenda become my babies
I'll tell you what I believe about love

He went too far this time to try to camouflage the pain 
Tried to forgive...couldn’t forgive...he said he try to change
Eleven years and still you let him put you through the same thing 
Baby, you should know better
Maybe he never cared at all
Maybe you should have seen the writing on the wall
Before now, love

It can make you laugh
It can make you cry
Push those tears aside...
You’ll see exactly what it is
He hid those photographs
Made up alibis 
Read between the lies 
You decide 
Is this how it’s supposed to be?
Is this how it’s gonna be? 

Should have rehearsed the 2nd verse of can you stand the rain
We're at a point where my I'm sorries just don't mean a thing
Never imagined you'd wearing someone else's last name
Baby, I did know better 
Maybe you’re probably better off 
Maybe I should have cleaned the writing off the wall
Before now, love

It can make you laugh 
It can make you cry 
Looked into my eyes 
And knew exactly what I did 
I hid those photographs 
Made up alibis 
Tried to live a lie
Knew inside 
This ain’t love
It can make you laugh
It can make you cry
Push those tears aside
You’ll see exactly what he is
He hid those photographs
Made up alibis
Read between the lies
You decide…
Is this how it’s supposed to be?
It’s this how it’s gonna be?