Gribs on your waist
Front way back way
You know that I dont play
Streets not safe
But I never run away
Even when I'm away
OT, OT
There's never much love when you go ot
I pray to make it back one piece
I pray, I pray

I need a one dance
Got a hennessy in my hands
One more time before I go
Higher power is taking a hold on me

I need a one dance
Got a hennessy in my hands
One more time before I go
Higher power is taking on me

Baby, I like your style

I was good on my own, thats the way it was
Thats the way it was
I was good on my own, that's the way it was, that's the way it was
You was good on the low for a faded fuck, on some faded love

Shit, what the fuck you complaining for?
Feeling jaded, huh?
Used to trip off that shit I was kickin' to you
Had some fun on the run though I give it to you

But, baby, don't get it twisted
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Tryna' fix your inner issues with a bad bitch

Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
Fuck your white horse and a carriage
Bet you never could imagine
Never told you, you could have it

You needed me
Ooh, you needed me
Feel a little more and give a little less
Know you hate to confess

But, baby, who, you needed me
You needed me
Ooh, you needed me
You needed me
Ooh, you needed me