Down low double life

1, 2 equals us, she, she and me, I fell in loves

How could something so right go so wrong

Just coming in on flight 412

But she was listening on the phone

I thought I had it all together

But I was wrong obviously

Cuz what was once done in the dark

Came to light eventually



1 - 	Living down low, down low

	Living that double life

	Living down low, down low

	Living that double life

	It ain't right



I don't believe the shit I did the night we were at your mom's

I got a page from out of town, lied and said it was my job

Grabbed my hat, coat, gloves and scarf

I told you that I would return

But by the look upon your face you had already discerned

You pulled me to the side and you begged for me to stay

But I was caught up in a life that forced me to walk away



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Okay you,  you're saying you came in and

And these two women they, they poured

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, it wasn't nothing like that

All I know is uh, I was asleep, they came in

Woke me up pourin' hot grits

And all kinds of shit on me man, okay beatin' me and shit

Hittin' me with all sorts of type shit (Damn)



With a cigar in my mouth over Vegas city lights

On a path way up the hill to be with my other wife

A rich nigga living strife going on like nothing's wrong

But that damn Caller ID is the reason for this song

So one called up the other while I was out playing some golf

Talking ‘bout my doggish ways and how I need to be droppped off



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Now go ahead, shoot me now because I'm guilty as sin

Playin' Russian roulette with hearts not to mention the kids

Now every day I live I regret all that I did

Out smoking with friends as I reminisced



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I can't take it no more I've got to confess

See now, I don't know why

I thought that I could keep creeping

Cuz you see what goes around

Comes back on around and back on around

And back on around again, yes it does

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh 

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

In a state of shock that's what it left me

Take it from a man who knows

That three ain't company

No, no, no that's what I kept telling myself

Now I done lost the houses the kids and the dogs

Now I'm sleeping in my momma's house

And even she says, your sorry ass don't deserve no help

Must be because of what my old man did to her

Niggas

Rockland