Show Me (feat. Monica Martin) - James Blake

I been thuggin my whole fuckin' life One look at my babygirl I had to get it right Superman in these streets hey but you my kryptonite Im on this drink I'm on this smoke I'm going super crip tonight Something like a scientist, I mix it like it's antidote Then I sent that 8 ball down the block Scrappy Loc Rest in peace to Pookie Loc blame it on me never snitching Lord knows I ain't send the homie on no dummy mission Want to be like Uncle Wade can't believe I sold him crack Still a hero in my eyes he up in heaven tell him that Don't tell me how to raise my son just know he gone be a man If the scale of 1-10, know he gone be a grand Before I stand with flaw niggas I would rather stand alone Till I'm stand, on the top like what he standing on They say that I'm wishy washy ain't nobody perfect though They say Young you growing up hope they know you worth it though The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me The shit I'm sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me Cause ain't nobody perfect in this world please forgive me Shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me I ain't them and they ain't me maybe that's the disconnect I do my tequila straight but I do not do disrespect You know I remind them though forgetful niggas they forget Before the deal I had a check and I put that on the set Breaking units down in fatty room, white mountains on the dresser 'Give me Auntie Sarah when we fell out look I knew was stressful Wasn't for you I ride on them look we in a rival gang Screaming fuck the other side, guess that just a rival thing 100 dollars re'ing up back then we always talked but since the fame ain't been the same Forgive me Mrs Brenda Ross, nah not your nephew acting like a rap nigga Like I ain't sit on your front porch talk shit and trap with you You asked me to help with your wedding, argument in front your kids Hurts me to the very day, lamest shit I ever did So please forgive me lil sister because I know I hurt your soul Your husband is a lucky man I hope he know you worth it though The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me The shit I'm sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me Cause ain't nobody perfect in this world please forgive me Shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me

Ridin' rubber, rent checks, livin' on ramen Chappin' our ass 'cause we can't afford Charmin Rockin' that one-ply, one-ply Shakin' down the couch, found a buffalo nickel Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle It's kinda petrified, petrified Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Girl, I sure can't tell you've been workin' your butt off The way you're rockin' them second-hand cutoffs Can I talk you into takin' 'em off? Score a little discount, 6-pack Keystone Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown Go on and get a Friday night on Girl, one of these days, gonna look back laughin' Sippin' pomegranate sake at Nobu But, baby, 'til then I'm a have-not havin' And everything I have's got, with you Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money

I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, for what? Oh, tell me what I got I get this feeling, that time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Dig a way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some Somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You can fly if you'd only cut loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo c'mon, c'mon let's go Lose your blues everybody cut footloose, Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa. Cut footloose, Whoa We got to turn you around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning it loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut Everybody everybody cut footloose