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released February 20, 2016

Executive Producers: K. Sparks, Es-K, and Kurser
All Songs Written, Arranged & Performed: K. Sparks
All DJ Scratches: DJ Bobby Bob
Additional Engineering: Big Drew
Male Actor Vocals: Johnny Stone
Additional Vocals: L Richards
Track 1 Produced: Fero Navi, Mixed: Es-K
Tracks 4, 13, 14, 15 Produced, Mixed: Es-K, Guitar: Max Bronstein-Paritz
Track 8 Produced: Es-K and SPELLWRKS, Mixed: Es-K
Tracks 2, 6, 7, 10, 11, 12 Produced, Mixed: Kurser
Tracks 3, 5, 9 Produced: Moe Productions, Mixed: Kurser
Artwork: Gonzalez

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Track Name: Spring (Theme)
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
This be the dope flow that the feens wanting
Until it bleeds I don't care
They saying that I'm crazy nice (ay yo b)
But you ain't Jay Z wife
My crazy life critics analyzing what I say
They just bad cab drivers take everything the wrong way
We really raw ya'll never saw
Stevie Wonder wipping that Hummer that mean a problem

[Bridge: L Richards]
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure

Twin heaters, Slim Jesus
That new black face it got white skin y'all could holla
My flow be off the chain I mean truly bruh
Ya'll came close but no cigars y'all like some Lucy's bruh

[Hook: L Richards]
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Ya'll losing, My dudes bring
Force that make Incredible Hulk look like a mood swing
I be that rapper that rapping rappers be rapping bout
(Say it louder for the people in the back)
You in amazement, Now who ya came with
I got a new lease on life minus the car payment
And see my aim is as never heinous as being famous
(Say it louder for the people in the back)

[Bridge: L Richards]
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Black people love me like I'm cocoa butter chapstick
White people love me like I'm Star Bucks or Brad Pitt
But still it's ditto my riddle diddle to get a fiddle in the middle and I go mental on any instrumental

[Hook: L Richards]
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure

[Verse 3: K. Sparks]
I'm bearing arms like wife beaters these tight sneakers
So inner city like black students with white teachers
And Christ teach us despite preachers that's lying wait
These adolescence getting higher than the crime rate
That's not a stereotype that's what it be
So even if a rapper (spit) couldn't spit it like me
That's not a stereotype that's what it be
So even if a rapper (spit) couldn't spit it like me

[Hook: L Richards]
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Pain, Pleasure, Pain, Pleasure
Track Name: Jazz Theory
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
It's mid night fantasies
That's word to all my family
Black ties and funerals black guys the usual
Chastised a few of you baptized I do to you
Snotty nosed kid in the ghetto just get on my level
And mommy told me kid never settle
I feel like a rebel the steel with the treble that he made
Wildin out like Tonex after he turned to B Slade
If I want it I can get it that's the moves that he made
I don't do it for the money cuz already he paid
Stay investing never stressing like a bad day
Park my money different places I'm a valet
Put my faith in God see we from the slums
Card board boxes for my haters they some bums
I don't mess with the lames cuz they can hurt you
It's geometry how the squares affect the circle

[Hook K. Sparks]
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Penetrate
Lyrically I put you in your place call that real estate
Slander foes crazy hammer nose sprayed me
Send them off to see the wiz like they amber rose baby
Up on visitation after they divorced still in crisis
Who the nicest to slice this and hated like I'm Isis
When it comes to features rap treason
Everybody want the kid around call me tax season
But I don't cut them no slack guess I'm a bad tailor
In a black trailer that's a rap failure
Blasting I'm a true don pass the grey poupon
All these rappers suck they need a deal go to groupon
You and your whole team suck no need to glamorize
Couldn't be stars if y'all got thrown by some samurai's
That's word to chino in Rino playing in my casino
Do it like it be though and we know that's word to Al pachino
I just be the smartest
Sketching in the sewer system underground artist
Sick with fines they tripping and stress
I Michael Jordan every feature make em pippin at best
On they own song verse for verse dog they know its over
I verse son like corn rolls and cross overs
Get it, I verse son, Allen use to have the tattoos well we the same bad news

[Hook K. Sparks]
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah

[Verse 3: K. Sparks]
They say an apple a day will keep the doctor away
So I keep a couple shares of apple stock in my portfolio
Round and round like a rodeo couple people don't know me though
Telling me that's my homie though actions is all we only know
Cuz last year alone life get shook and
My mother died of cancer, found my aunt dead in Brooklyn
Sat and held her hand until the cancer over take her
Watch her eyes fade to black spirit with the maker
And this is my reality feeling just like a casualty really but dog what's family silly they wanna battle me Pennies up to my salary really but never rattle me Chilly but then in actually
Just a passion for rapping thats what I came with
Cuz my life just equal your entertainment
Just a passion for rapping thats what I came with
Cuz my life just equal your entertainment

[Hook K. Sparks]
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
Bass vibe grind chill
I'm tryna get it yeah
Track Name: Make It Look Easy (Because)
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
Rip the mic into pieces that's word to Peter piper
Reciting my thesis you see I never liked ya
Hype ya to snipe ya just like a viper
Rappers penmanship is your favorite then I'm the writer
Tighter like a lighter brighter getting hyped then
Thumbs up like them hitchers hiking well alright then
Striking like a Viking you lying and you shady
Angry black woman you (word reversed)
Thots be lonely and they in a zone danger
But why they sending me texts I ain't the Lone Ranger
I take my time when I rhyme well because
Rome wasn't built in a day but public housing was
You see the difference I mean for instance
I'm so intelligent financially benevolent
My stance should be for president I'm Eric B and Rakim
All praises due to the most high I got them

[Hook: K. Sparks]
Step up on the scene I mean I'm so bold
Everything I seen I mean I'm so cold
Step up on the scene I mean I'm so bold Because
It's for the money or the fame
What you doing this for you so lame
It's for the money or for the fame because

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
It's like public assistance how these killers stay with the ratchet
How dope I am they ain't made emoji's for that yet
I'm Gods favorite cut your egos like some hatches
Cars up in my drive way staying humble still I'm lavish
My new beamers all white demonstration
I brought that white to the hood gentrification
Little kids tapping my window like you a drug dealer
Nah I'm a hope dealer no coke dope spitter
Flow dope show spitter row boat go getter
No hope slow shiver old coats no wiggers
That rape the culture of black people for less then
When they need a job they benefit from they complexion
So do you believe in the white privilege theory, Spark the conversation
Never making excuses I'm making observations
I'm Eric B and Rakim
All praises due to the most high I got them

[Hook: K. Sparks]
Step up on the scene I mean I'm so bold
Everything I seen I mean I'm so cold
Step up on the scene I mean I'm so bold Because
It's for the money or the fame
What you doing this for you so lame
It's for the money or for the fame because
Track Name: Fake Is The New Real
[Hook: K. Sparks]
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons

[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
People they love me they judge me the same
Focused and hopeless I'm one in the same
Crazy and factual losing my brain
This is my natural high in my veins
Listen to music I can't feel a thing
Numb I'm so numb from the content they sing
Garages garages with luxury cars
Naja's manaja's with sexual broads
Orgies oh orgies and frivolous sex
Half naked girls in videos for checks
But what they don't publicize happens next
Diseases sweet Jesus did this come from sex
Maybe a baby but there is a problem
I don't love you I just wanted your bottom
What do you say when you meet a nice man
Are you my daddy

[Hook: K. Sparks]
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
(We're asking people on the street today are you stupid)
So what's life about and really what's the purpose
I'd be lying if I said I knew but still purpose in my verses
They got knowledge but it's really useless
(Are you stupid or something)
Cuz see we all Gods children and ain't nobody perfect
Historically we got murdered while others got deserted
Staring at the cross roads transmitting morse codes
Caring for the lost souls feeling like I'm lost froze
Hotter sinner scheming plenty lost I'm feeling wildly
Alotta inner demons in me they refuse to be evicted
(people love you)
Be yourself and maybe God will bless your soul to spend it
For eternity and maybe we could roll with it (people love you)
Just bless your soul maybe God will maybe spend a minute

[Hook: K. Sparks]
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons (shut up)
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
People love you for all of the wrong reasons
Track Name: Come Again
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
Tis the season my reason for breathing isn't even
So deceiving leaving a heathen for treason steady grieving
No in-between em what's it's meaning like a demon
Like a man in intercorse everything ain't what it semen
See men, steady cruising in a BM conversing to maybe see em
I'm worser than who the GM
Never stopping to see em and now it's done
It's fun up in the sun brum ra pa pa pum
Every verse is the worse it's disperses up in them hearse's
Equivalent to what church is so maybe go get the nurses
Passionate and profound a couple folks want to murk us
Record industries clowns I feel I'm up in the circus
Watch your step on the ground cuz if you're rapping with purpose
Won't promote none your sounds they won't be feeling your purses
It's like a prison
That's why I put my faith up in the one that came and risen

[Hook: K. Sparks]
Come and come again
Come and come again won't you come and tell a firend
Come and come again
Come and come again won't you come and tell a friend
[DJ Scratches]

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Up in the beat again defeating em I'm reading and
Rapping like I'm hungry and it's bout that time to eat again
Saying skadoodle's
Dopest and they the brokest and eating oodles of noodles
Kibbles and bits to strudels we the pits they the poodles
Hopeless but now I'm focused that maybe the King of rulers
Rule us, like inches to millimeters
My sense is they can't defeat us
For instance but then they greet us
It's no offending me really b my sililoquy
It's like a fat santa clause in your chimney (tight)
Bringing thunder to cats just like I'm Lionel
My DJ playing the vinyl he got my back just like a spinal
Hit em hard like a rhino and I'm the one spin the vinyl
Ya crew is full of number twos like a final
And this life is like a prison and
Thats why I put my faith up in the one that came and risen

[Hook: K. Sparks]
Come and come again
Come and come again won't you come and tell a firend
Come and come again
Come and come again won't you come and tell a friend

[DJ Scratches]
Track Name: Fall (Interlude)
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
I'm black Caesar with the cold waves
Reminiscing bout them old days
Everybody trying to get a deal for the wealth
In 07' I made a demo then I signed myself
Born Bosses never losses
Only winners victory dinners with gold crosses
Drug dealers Black Caesar slaughter your crew
Got the flow perfected something like what water would do
Black bema pulled up around a quarter to two
Told me Sparks keep spitting dog who better than you
Two G's guns or God your protection
Got my bars up little homie that's good reception
Dahmer with the flow cuz I kill them in any way on it
Momma use to tell me it's coming just gotta pray on it
Steph Curry with the, don't make me laugh brother
Me and Es-K do our numbers we be the splash brothers

[Interlude]
Track Name: Numbers
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
So let the beat breathe
I'm too sick with it
I got the answers while ya'll Kanye and Swaying with it
I'm sick with it tell Magic Johnson he playing with it
(What. That's messed up)
Crib so big we need walkee talkees to chop it up
I ain't on Instagram dog that ain't important
Social media where losers go to feel important
To stroke ya'll egos every time in the clutch
Swear that boy like prom night cuz every line got a punch
Get acquainted with me dunny you bummy ain't nothing funny
King at throwing shade ain't nobody ever could son me
Concentration like I'm Adolf, Verbally let eight off
Baddest in my city tell Satan to take the day off
Suede off paid off they soft doing the most
My music got that feel like 95 Bulls head coach
Nice with the hands so I don't even need the led toast
Cuz all it take is one hit that's word to Dej Loaf (What)
On the west coast swerving to my theme song
Spitting like Nas like when he use to have fatigues on
(Interlude)

[DJ Scratches]

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Yeah I could handle mine ya'll softer than some dandelions
Ya'll favorite rappers favorite rappers those be fans of mines
Speaking of minds knowledge is power but you'll never shine
Mind over matter don't matter when you don't got a mind
This is your brain on drugs and I'm your pusher man
Just pray to God they don't push me man
Rap CEO we know, Matrix with the black Neo
Alotta birds in my hood welcome to Nat Geo
More hotter than cold I'm outta control
Like white kids with they parents up in the shopping mall
(Interlude)
I'm from a place where they always let the clip pop
And ya'll ain't seen this many ratchets since Love and Hip Hop
Couple more that I could say, Spending like a Holiday
Get the crowd moving like the trap house on dollar day
I'm from a place where killers take you out without you knowing
Like Ryan did my verse up on his new album
But people see that's still my people
Humbles the new cocky but papi my ego got a ego
Verbally I wreck your set anybody disrespect
Running through my peers like a natural disaster
Coppers steady come with the choppers who got the bail though
Penitentiaries is a given but we say hell no

(DJ Scratches)

[Verse 3: K. Sparks]
I show up at you're venue, Lyrically offend you
Soft rappers ya'll don't say pause y'all say continue
Dissing rappers like you really hot, Really ahk
I'll end your careers then do the diddy bop
Or the Smhurda dance, same thing, same slang, slang caine
Listen homie ya'll don't even gang bang
Always talk about drama but that's a closed case
I ain't scared of no action that's word to Ghost Face
(Interlude)
The wip like Iverson and its mean, nice handle
Seem like everything was a dream, shice scandal
Kerry Washington on the scene with twice ammo
That mean it's two bangers that's clean I'm nice Rambo
Jumping out of helicopters landing on some ratchets
Got three kids but claim six up on their taxes
Facts is, Verbally they saying that the Don nice
And rest in peace to my brother Sean Price
Track Name: So Cold feat BxRod
[Verse 1 K. Sparks]
Penny for your thoughts, that's a dollar bill
Ya'll could keep the change things change but I'm hotter still
Feeling like I'm loco, Killer cops popo
On the radio they playing music about the cocoa
Game needs change it's the same old sad song
But when everybody's in the club they just dance along
Control this, you homeless
This be tense, I'm like Ja Rules lyrics give them 50 cents
When the Piru's hear it they gone get's my drift
Then the fly girls tell me that they missed me since
Man I'm proving I'm all strings to brawl in tight seasons
Doing the wrong things for all the right reasons
Spiritually the team with it, lyrically I'm mean wit it
I'm Charlie Clips that boy'll do another scheme with it
They bout to murder black, you I never heard of that
Cold world home boy get the thermostat

[Hook BxRod]
I'm so cold
And so I'm told
So I'm told, I got so much soul
And so I'm told

[Verse 2 K. Sparks]
Underground King screaming money ain't a thing
While the pretty girls sing cuz they want to get a ring, ring
Pick up the phone and I'm putting it down
Everyone know I be putting it down
And so they calling wanting favors favors
Would it be right if I did it to them
Never to know but I pick up the pen
And then they fronting see me laters laters
I stay clever in suede leather you pray never
That's a Tiny issue grand hustle with the May-weather
Fronting like you been on, buzzing like a ring tone
That bars light yeah you Gina with the skin tone
Mainstream rappers at award shows thank Jesus
Christian rappers in their songs barely say Jesus
They want to fit in bad and it's sad par
News flash homie you can't run from who you really are
Some of us got angels some of us got demons
I just play my part what's the reason

[Hook BxRod]
I'm so cold
And so I'm told
So I'm told, I got so much soul
And so I'm told

[Bridge K. Sparks]
Some of us got angels some of us got demons
I just play my part what's the reason
Some of us got angels some of us got demons
I just play my part what's the reason
Track Name: #TRENDY
I pledge allegiance to the flag with blood on it
Black skin it's no love it's more slugs drugs on it
Casualties are blacker, reality will slap ya
We still at the bottom tell that light skinned rapper
Genocide is blacker, defensive like the Packers
Liberty's an actor, now this for every rapper
When you know who dropped that control verse
Everybody had a verse in 24 hours
But when these cops is killing blacks and they clapping
A lot of these same rappers they be missing in action
Your egos is more important than your people
I break it down in laymen's terms see thats evil
And see I'm tired of people being trendy with it
Let's just all pick up the cause truthfully can we just stick with it
We wear the cause like fashion and it's so trendy
Last week I wore my Trayvon's, this week my Mike Browns
It's time to wake up and they calling our bluff
Everybody wanting change but see it's starting with us

[Hook: K. Sparks]
This for my peoples in the struggle watch the Police
I know not all but some are evil watch the Police
Our camera phones be the weapon shoot around
And I'm just tryna make a change if by chance they gun me down
This for my peoples in the struggle watch the Police
I know not all but some are evil watch the Police
Our camera phones be the weapon shoot around
And I'm just tryna make a change if by chance they gun me down

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
I'm Malcolm X in my black jeep
Militant and imminent Rosa Parks in my back seat, pack heat
Bullets be raising just like a track meet
Track and field packing steel they be like you rapping still
I see a whole lot of ice bucket challenges
People easily distracted and the damage is
Still in shock tell me is it real or not
Raised over three hundred thousand for a killer cop
Now can you tell me what's the problem ya'll
Easily distracted that's the problem ya'll
Calling our bluff
Everybody wanting change but it starts with us

[Verse 3: K. Sparks]
I got cops on my block shooting kids in a rush
But let me tell you what we do and let me talk about us
We get mad for a minute then it's back to the grind
And we just do it for the gram and we just do it for the vine
Back lash stunting with your pants sagging after this
Hash tag fronting we some band wagon activist
Until the next scenario they don't take us serious
The verdict is and from the jury is we be delirious
Evidence is ill can you tell me how it feel right
President is black but see the politics are still white
Ill right, Nightmare on Elm Street getting realer
Black up in America that's the new thriller
Track Name: Pardon My Back
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
I use to bump that illmatic in my tape deck
South Jamaica Queens salute the Kings out in great neck
Afraid to be gone stardom is wack clever missing too
Radios on pardon my back I don't listen to
Waka Flocka flame sipping vodka to the brain
Plot a lot to be the King it's like my block up on the train
Rocks up in the Range licking shots they pop to bang
Only piece from Jesus nowadays be in they chain
I put my faith in these pages just like it's biblical
Last days blast strays yeah it's getting critical
This a funeral it's hellafied and realer stages
I got em all in check verified Twitter pages
Now who the nicest spitting lyrical strays
Now my pockets full of profits like them biblical days I'm saying
Nobody can stop me HTNC humbles the new cocky
And Kendrick Lamar he set it off what he think
No offense to him but I don't care what he think
And all these rappers took the bait cuz they ain't thinkers
Sneaking in they little bars underage drinkers
Ya'll see the logo call me Mr Polo
Ya'll sloppy with the flow though papi that's a no no
Bout I'm on like I ripped that paper boom but I'm in but I ripped that maker
I wanna know why would I flow I wanna go but I take that make that maker
Can't defeat us in blizzards storming with lizards from wizards
Call ya'll in danger like cheetahs that's running with scissors
Is it the physics that give it thrusting the motion of civics
I tend to switch it so prolific then give it then pivot
It's like a hooptie got em problematic hoochie problems
When I'm on beat bring the funk dog Bootsy Collins
Why worry
Couldn't get on my page if you owned a library

[DJ Scratches]

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
I came from no pot to piss in to hottest spitting the plot'll thicken
Any mention inching of competition I demolition
Gotta catch em slipping the clock is ticking they been a victim
So if ambition was legible that would be my writtens
Brief to be tight steady bring deceit to you boy
Thief in the night seeking who to seek and destroy
Decisions of life thug living failed to be lost
To visions of Christ blood smitten nailed to a cross
You claim you a boss false ideology that grew quickly
Dark skinned dude with shades he the new Biggie
Lyrically it's quite despicable
Pardon my back let me digress I don't listen to
Dudes talking bout they keys and they gun play
Ain't nothing new I see that in the hood everyday
I'm from the hood they from the hood but see the difference is
I don't push poison to these kids and the music is
Peanut butter and jealousy seen a mother with leprosy
Tried to help her she telling me that her son caught a felony
Racist cops over jealousy
Now he up in prison locked up he'll forever be
Our conversation was deep and we need more of those
Ya'll conversation cheap about Miley Cyrus at award shows
I could care less about a white girl with no behavior
Or ASAP Rocky in a dress how that make the paper
These hip hop DJ's is a problem, these hip hop labels ya'll be part of
The problem
These hip hop websites part of the problem
Cuz ya'll just want the traffic so ya'll tend to post a lot of them
But then ya'll claiming real hip hop all the time
How ya'll about the music when the dollar bills the bottom line
So what it is and what it been
Shout out to MC Jin homie wanna see me win

[Interlude]
Track Name: Him vs Her (Seasons)
[Verse 1: K. Sparks]
Now as time goes by we tend to lose perspective
Trying to get inside they're head this a couples objective
Opposites attract in this world and he likes her
Torn families in they're past and he wife's her
Passion romancing they into slow dancing
Tell her that she pretty and she tell him and that he handsome
(Money Tuesday) They going to the movies
(Wednesday Thursday) They chilling with some loosie's
(Saturday Sunday) They bound to make it last forever
Sometimes they wish that when they die that they would die together
Passion romancing they was inseparable
Saying cheesy things like baby eat your vegetables
Baby you so special uh, Baby you should stay here
So many babies you would think its verbal day care
But once the honey moon fade and run along
We too grown to be explaining when the other doing wrong

(Interlude)

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Now as time goes by we tend to lose perspective
Trying to get inside his head this is her perspective
She love him and her mottos been what's mines is ours
But see his phone goes (text message alert) at inappropriate hours
That just minimize the trust confrontational counties
While she holding down the fort he ain't establishing boundaries
(Money Tuesday) He tired from the slave grind
(Wednesday Thursday) He stressed working over time
(Saturday Sunday) Its hard for her to get with it
Sometimes she wish he'd pick a struggle and just stick with it
Taking money from the household to look stylish
Ironic he's the man of the house yet so childish
He boast he makes more money but that's getting boring
Like her maintaining the house and the kids is less important
But once the honey moon fade and run along
She too grown to be explaining when a man is doing wrong

(Interlude)

[Verse 3: K. Sparks]
Now as time goes by we tend to lose perspective
Trying to get inside her head this is his perspective
They say that men are from Mars and women are from Venus
And nowadays to figure that out don't take a genius
And nowadays it don't take much to come between them
Cuz every little thing is a big thing I mean um
(Money Tuesday) She be complaining
(Wednesday Thursday) She in her feelings stressed out
(Saturday Sunday) Its hard for him to get with it
Sometimes he wish she'd pick a struggle and just stick with it
Privately she always distressed, always hurting b
But publicly she Rosa Parks fronting for the world to see
Nice shoes nice clothes all up on the Instagram
Ain't got a problem in the world you let the gram tell it
But once the honey moon fade and run along
He too grown to be explaining when a woman doing wrong

(Interlude)

[Verse 1]
(For you dear only)
(I tell you why)
Feel me, We'll be
Love is gone, We'll see

[Hook]
Love is gone, Love is gone
(I am longing)
Love is gone, Love is gone, Love is gone

[Verse 2]
Dying, Dying
Or maybe you're dead

(Interlude)

Love is gone, Love is gone

(Interlude)

Or maybe you're dead

(Interlude)

Love is gone, Love is gone, Love is gone

[Hook]
Love is gone, Love is gone
(I am longing)
Love is gone, Love is gone, Love is gone