[00:25.50]I had so many plans, cause I got plenty fans[00:28.62]I thought that I was never gonna be alone to spend these grands[00:31.77]But it seems that every girl that I dated somehow hated the way I loved[00:34.56]And I made it with so many, now the ones that are with it, its not any; they all ran[00:38.13]I thought that I was gonna be Hugh Hef, 6 women to go 2-step but not one of my crews left[00:43.32]Kids are growing up and they got lives now nobody arrives now[00:47.34]Used to be married but narcissism let my bride down[00:50.73]I used to be a playa, I used to be afraid of bein' alone[00:54.27]But they all eventually said "I'll see ya lata'"; much lata'[00:58.53]Sittin' in this plush lair must say I'm stuck in a rut[01:01.59]I guess not enough prayer[01:03.33]Cause ain't nobody came back, I bust the same raps[01:06.60]But ain't no dame pack wish I could change that[01:09.24]They say that I'm extra I'm messed up and I murk the deals[01:12.60]That I have with them in the past and I miss 'em and it hurts for real[01:15.21][Hook: Courtney Kuhnz][01:16.80]See the man with the broken heart (He's just right over there)[01:20.22]All alone he stands so lonely in this world so cold.[01:29.13]He's been hopeless from the start (He feels like no one cares)[01:32.76]Born alone he'll die so lonely: saddest story ever told[01:40.62][Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung][01:41.31]Sooner or later rumors gonna tear me up in pieces[01:44.10]And he's just bad luck everywhere I go I'm sick of this steepness[01:47.16]More money more problems, no money problems gettin' worse[01:50.43]He don't have to get bloody but he didn't have to get hurt[01:54.09]**** I'm so tired of all this cryin' it don't work[01:56.58]Its affectin' my work, not even carin' about my work[01:59.94]Thin line between love and raps, Strange got the fans comin' back[02:03.09]Bad plus bad run in packs, startin' to think is a curse[02:06.36]I can't you do it without you *****'[02:07.80]Can't be done without me *****'[02:09.42]Well, yes it can, wait, please don't do it without me *****'[02:12.54]Strange move on without these lyrics, makin' it to wear these fans can hear it[02:15.72]I'mma have to get done I'm near it, Brotha Lynch Hung you can't be serious[02:20.34]I'm starin' at these pills, in the back of the Cadillac, and matta' fact[02:23.55]I got it I grip my steel, I'm always on this suicide thinkin' that's how I feel[02:28.26]I figure if I get rid of these pills nobody would care if I'm killed[02:31.26]My label's on the road, me just sittin' at home, see[02:34.80]Spit in that chrome, me gettin' that gold[02:37.65]We get that call and then we run in they house, gun up in they mouth[02:41.13]Just know this Madesicc Strange, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout[02:44.04][Hook][03:45.48][Outro]