Stop, don't say a word And if you do, just keep it a whisper I will not be growing old here I will not grow old Have I seen you around here Or are you just one of my visions? I cannot fall asleep with you standing over me What did you see under my window? What do you hear when the wind blows? What did you feel under my floorboards grabbing your feet?

I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest There's been a leak in my roof again Just like my ceiling, I'm caving in I can keep four friendships alive, that's my quota for this life Cigarettes out front the laundromat Say what you said and then take it back To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest You're still not like the rest and I don't know what's up next I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety and I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Neither did I Neither did I That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes

[Baby (Petey Pablo)] Oh yeah Birdman Prrrrrrr Yeah North Carceezy! Oh yeah Cash Money ha Yeah Get the money baby Get this money baby TQueezy! It's Birdman baby Freezy you did the damn thing boy [Petey Pablo comes in] Yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Holla at ya boy, Birdman! Prrrrrrrrrr Oh yeah Uh huh [Baby] Ay ay See I came around early It was me and Ms Birdy It ain't nothing to a pimp It ain't nothing to a baller Worldwide hustling known shot caller [TQ] Yeah yeah When I came through dippin' In the Bird Benz With the Birdman and some Bird friends I got big wheels And every time I'm in the club it's a big deal [Baby] Mama on everything (oh yeah) God bless the day and the 20 inches Came around the corner with the slab on rags (alright) Think about my dad and the shit we had [TQ] Ooh Lord, I remember yesterday Trippin' hittin switches in a white on white tray Caught a Bird with the Bird the very next day Down to Carolina where is Petey [Petey Pablo] I tried to tell ya'll It about to happen Ayo Baby How we're gonna have the Birdman and the Helicopter Man on the same track Yo Mannie, you cut the fool on this track TQ, I see you boy You out from West Coast to New Orleans and North Carolina Give a fuck what them New Orlean do You know how I do Mashin on 22's I got a caddy to it And a jag and a Benz and a corvette Just like baseball? bit? I'm on deck ballin cat All ya'll should call me that Took mine, dip mine Trippled the stack Who's fucking with that Carolina, Cash Money Man, Mannie what you do to this track TQ, Bird, Petey on the same jam I'll be GOD DAMNed! It's on now! And I dont expect you to understand And this is for grown man You standing on some dangerous land And this time I got a master plan I got a man with papers to handle the pistols So I don't have to tj-tj-tj-tj I done had it up to here with this shit Take this track to the label Here's your single bitch! [Petey Pablo (Baby)] (Petey Pablo baby!)? all the time, boy (Birdman!) (Cash Money number 1!) You know? (C'mon) C'mon (Mannie Freezy!) Show em how to do the time, Baby (Prrrrr) Birdman, Helicopter Man, oh Boy is crazy, boy North Carolina to New Orleans, baby [Petey Pablo] We got some questions of my home town While I was gone working on this album Racking my brain going through all types of problems Cause the world would never get passed the first Single I dropped The whole album was hot Bottom to the top And this time I'm giving ya'll a whole enchilada Rappin hard I went back to the drawing board Got me a sharper sword Jumped on the right horse Good Lord! It ain't a game anymore It's a rain forrest of wack shit and I don't want no Part to it I done built me a fort I'm prepared for it If the boat do sink, dawg, I won't on it I was on the damn flight to New Orleans And do a song with Souljah from Magnolia Holla if you hear me And I ain't dis, trip, flip script on none of my Homies It's Carolina till I die, whody! [Petey Pablo (Baby)] Yeah! What ya'll gotta say about that there Birdman You better told em (Petey Pablo, baby!) I told em (Petey Queezy be!) Oh Lord (North Carceezy and? Bird Beezy?, baby) (NO and NC, baby) (We doin it real real real big) (So so so fly) [TQ] We fly, Baby We fly

If I spoke in words you didn't understand Wouldn't that make me a better man Elocution class to lend a hand Get me a self-improvement plan I don't know, it seems to me Things I do best come easily I don't feel the need to say to you I'm better 'cause it isn't true Exquisite verse to higher the tone Performed in phrases not my own To hide the truth to I'll tell a lie With pictures from another's eye I don't know, it seems to me Things I do best come easily I don't feel the need to say to you I'm better 'cause it isn't true If I sport the latest cut of cloth Would you all assume I'd got some style And wear my hair just long enough To turn the fashion heads for a while A sports car sexy, slimline, fast Quick enough to hide my past Rich enough to open doors I never could unlock before I don't know, it seems to me Things I do best come easily I don't feel the need to say to you I'm better 'cause it isn't true If I sport the latest cut of cloth Would you all assume I'd got some style And wear my hair just long enough To turn the fashion heads for a while A sports car sexy, slimline, fast Quick enough to hide my past Rich enough to open doors I never could unlock before I don't know, it seems to me Things I do best come easily I don't feel the need to say to you I'm better 'cause it isn't true 'Cause it isn't true 'Cause it isn't true 'Cause it isn't true