(Carl Paul) This is how I feel, I got your love attached to me And you know I truly love you, it was never about no pussy And you told me that them niggas ain't for me, they just want my money And I like the way you is, you ain't tryna kick it with my buddies And I got a habit and I like that you don't judge me And that's so fucked up that I'm glad to be a junkie To fall in love, I say I been afraid I'm mixin' lean with Lyrical Lemonade And we on top, ain't no more public aid Or callin' your boss to get another raise I drop some Backwood ashes in the Wraith Reminiscing 'bout the older days Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the roof for the people don't let the 'net ruin they relationship Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the roof for the females who won't listen to another bitch Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the roof for the niggas in the trenches turned to gentlemen Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta tell the truth, this the best relationship I ever been in Whoever thought that I can make this shit? Voice of the streets and relationship And we don't care what the rumor is Fuck these other hoes 'cause I love my bitch Alexander McQueen and Rockstar jeans The prosecutor hatin' 'cause I'm doin' my thing Six kids plus her daughter, that's what it is (Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) I seen Rel fall in love, I know that shit crazy I seen Booka fall in love, I know that shit crazy Inside, and don't let the outside run that situation And it's me and her forever, it's a lit-uation, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the roof for the people don't let the 'net ruin they relationship Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the roof for the females who won't listen to another bitch Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta raise the ro for the niggas in the trenches turned to gentlemen Oh, oh, oh, oh I gotta tell the truth, this the best relationship I ever been in