Classified - What's Real lyrics

I Love You

So I sit and write sometimes (I sit and write sometimes)

I'm very clear my love

to say what's in my heart

But all those lines all fall apart [?]

[Verse 1: Classified]

It's such an old cliche but paints a perfect picture

I know I'm busy a lot I'm really tryin' to work this with ya

And I ain't the sappy type but listen' I'ma set it straight

I know I'm missin' Birthdays and other important dates

But this music's got my hands tied and it keeps gettin' tighter

I know it'll pay off, the dark days'll seem better

And it really ain't that bad but I see where ya comin' from

I'm gone by the weeks you gotta stay home to make ends meat

You wakeup at 6, I sleep in to 10 o'clock

You work a 9 to 5 and I stay home without a job

And I can see why that pisses you off and pushes your buttons

But you can't forget girl I ain't doin' this for nothin'

Sometimes I'd rather go out, than make beats or write rhymes

But I gotta take advantage and take a chance in this lifetime

I hope you understand that, I know you waitin' patiently

But gimme a little time, I'll make this worth your while I guarunteed

So listen for a minute

I Love You

So I sit and write sometimes (I sit and write sometimes)

I'm very clear my love

to say what's in my heart

But all those lines all fall apart [?]

[Verse 2: Classified]

Now step in my shoes and see this from my view

Got 10 years of payin' dues

If I succeed so do you

If I'm rich than so are you

And I know that ain't important

And I know that you support me and everything I'm recording

But we all need assurance, ain't no shame in admittin' it

Soon you'll have a ring sliding down over your fingertip

I know your waitin', and I ain't the most romantic

But I know what I have and I ain't taking that for granted

Patience is a virtue that I know most of us lack

5 years together, that's longer than most marriges last

So please bear with me cause through thick and thin

I'm trying to build a foundation, I just hope your listenin'

And I respect you, that's why I never fuck whores on tour

Treat you like I should, but I know sometimes you get ignored

And I spend too much time haning with Mary Jane

Worrying about this hip hop shits a scary game

And rappers are a dime a dozen, you get used up

Fans fade away, turn on you, and tell ya "You suck"

But I know you'll be here still wit' me when it's through

So don't ever think I'll put this music shit ahead of you

And that's what's real

[x2:]

I Love You

So I sit and write sometimes

I'm very clear my love

to say what's in my heart

But all those lines all fall apart [?]