Lyrics

[Verse 1] We both seen eachother for over two and a half - something Back then, I guess I was (for you) nothing, but nothing Two years younger than you - ment baby... You were hanging with cream, I was hanging with teens I saw you and your big guy, having it clean Never thougt you were gonna be mine and one day shine That was then, now, 99's reaching... The story of She - giving me trouble breathing... You were alone, sort of. You and your man You and a plan that, damn, didn't work. Who'd understand? You understood that. You both had plans that hit the fan Now you and your man split up. Your head's in the sand I got worried when you told me: Homie, you do it for me! - I stayed away, though, you were on my mind, only! Still kicked back... I couldn't deal with sneaking Here's a story of a She - giving me trouble breathing... [Chorus] I'm talking bout She with a troubled mind... Time's gonna deal with a troubled soul... I'm living inside of your high but can't inhale... Talking bout He with a troubled mind When time ain't dealing with a troubled soul... I'm living inside of your high but can't inhale [Verse 2] The fall of last year became December, I remember You did to; stuff ya used to do But you still made me fall flatter than floors You were sad, and I was there for your comfort, of course! You tried to show love but something from above Kept holding you down but I still hung around You went through all that. I guess I thought about leaving But you're the She I'm talkin' about giving me trouble breathing Sometimes I said that I had things on my mind Wanted to say things but couldn't find words to put behind I admitted that. That was bullshit 'cause I was scared to create a fuzz just by talking about us Just talking that crush thing, I'm thinkin' don't rush things I hush things down just to stick around You strong woman with a hell of a past that ain't leaving Frustration's a she, giving me trouble breathing [Chorus] I'm talking bout She with a troubled mind... Time's gonna deal with a troubled soul (it feels like) I'm living inside of your high but can't inhale (can't inhale, no) Talking bout she with a troubled mind When time ain't dealing with a troubled soul (it feels like) I'm living inside of your high but can't inhale [Verse 3] It seems like we can't fade, but then again, well First you went through hell, then I went through hell How're you gonna be having it? Do tell! Life inside of a mental cell is still hell, oh, well! I need just one of my eyes to see the stars in your eyes Even if you have me crying You know, you smile when you sleep, hard times even! I know I love my little She giving me trouble breathing again! [Chorus] I'm talking bout She with a troubled mind... Time's gonna deal with a troubled soul (it feels like) I'm living inside of your high but I can't inhale (I'm living inside, It feels like I can't inhale) Talking bout He with a troubled mind When time ain't dealing with a troubled soul (it feels like) I'm living inside of your high but can't inhale (I can't inhale)