Love Jones

I said you’re so good, you’re so good, yeah
And I would choose you if I could, yeah
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just want you in my bed, yeah
I got a love Jones, a love Jones
And on some real shit, this our song
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just, I just, I just, I just
I just wanna be the homie that you bring home to mama
I roll the mary jane, cause I ain’t with the drama
Point blank, period, the boy be counting commas
I fuck with good music, I put you in designer
I’ve been grinding all summer, I’m doing what I gotta
I’m always by your side, but I wanna get behind ya
You talk that cold world like you come from Carolina
Your homegirl’s cool, she can be our maid of honor
Yeah, I’m sitting at a table of kings
But a love without a friend is like a bird with no wings
And if it’s us against the world, you know that I got your back
You ain’t go to Juliard, but you know how to act
Baby, we can tour the word or we can stay at home
If I’m Larenz T, you’ll be my Nia Long
That’s the love Jones, took it back to '97
I know that you the one, I can see us at the wedding
I said you’re so good, you’re so good, yeah
And I would choose you if I could, yeah
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just want you in my bed, yeah
I got a love Jones, a love Jones
And on some real shit, this our song
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just, I just, I just, I just
Look, I just wanna be the only one that you confide in
I need you to tell me when I’m wildin'
I need you to tell me when I’m tripping
Not seein' a vision
Give me confidence when confidence is what I’m missing
Every time you pull up, I feel like I’m a youngin'
I get this crazy feeling in my stomach, I love it
I feel like I could be everything you want from me
I feel like I let you down every time I gotta leave
I’m not feeling like a man, I don’t really understand
Now I’m looking up to God, and I’m asking, «What's the plan?»
Now I’m asking, «Why you doing this?» and «Why you always screwing shit?»
And «Why you always missing shit like birthdays, all the little shit?»
Every time, every, every time
Don’t you feel it?
The guilt inside your mind, just not the spirit
And every time you look into my eyes you know just what I feel
But I feel the way I feel, and god damn
Let me tell ya
I said you’re so good, you’re so good, yeah
And I would choose you if I could, yeah
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just want you in my bed, yeah
I got a love Jones, a love Jones
And on some real shit, this our song
Cause you’re the best thing since sliced bread, yeah
And I just, I just, I just, I just