[Verse 1]

I've been sitting all alone so

I don't know why you phoned

Got dreams of drivin' down dirt roads

Sport cars, a dog and a home

Used to post under tower blocks

'Cause all my brothers sell rocks

All these broad day shootouts

Crazy babies look up to skies

Can't see the truth, dilated eyes

Hands on the world, on your fire

Breaks my heart when I see you cry

Breaks my heart that you'll never come home

Gettin' high with somebody else

New day, whole different time zone

Still can't live with myself, gone

[Chorus]

Left my heart in a bottle of Dom Perignon

Turn the mansion into a hell house, can't we get along?

Nights, it's 4 A.M. on the phone, singin' all the same songs

I'm in a room full of people, I'm alone, singin' all the same songs

[Verse 2]

I'm first-class trash

Drive 'round the Benz, life ain't bad

Try help out

Friends put the Rambo knife in your back

No spliffs on plaques

Whole year later, still can't relax (Nobody's perfect)

'Bout to go on tour

Tell all my teachers they can kiss crack

My friends slung crack

I was with a light-skin girl in the back

Came out the smoke

'Bout to have the whole world hangin' off of my sack

Throw up on the futon

Fresh Prince tryna work out where I'm at

I drive 'round doin' zombie walks

Tryna find out where you're at

[Pre-Chorus]

I can't keep (I can't keep)

Playin' the same old songs (Playin' these same old songs)

I can't keep foolin' myself

Playin' the same old songs (Playin' these, playin' these same old songs)

[Chorus]

(I can't keep)

Left my heart in a bottle of Dom Perignon

(Playin' the same old songs)

Turn the mansion into a hell house, can't we get along?

(I can't keep)

Nights, it's 4 A.M. on the phone, singin' all the same songs

I'm in a room full of people, I'm alone, singin' all the same songs

[Verse 3]

Look in the mirror and scare myself

Spend the money to prepare for wealth

Half a pill, pullin' on my belt

How we back here? I don't know myself

There's too much I owe myself, too much pressure

Too much leaches movin' extra

Cake to split, I can't pay for this, need to rest up

Get my zen up, could link Russel, do some yoga

Or have Scar Jo call me over

Body's in a coma, wake up drunk, both on the sofa

See the truth right through that Commes Des suit

I thought the nightmare's over

Naked frame runs through my brain

Prada wearin' nighttime stroller