It's hard to let it go Let it float away and never mind it It seems so much more, so intense So you never find a way to forgive To forget, to be unconditional We don't have to fight no more This isn't the time to be tumbling on the floor We just have to walk through that door Together We don't have to fight no more This isn't the time to be tumbling on the floor We just have to walk through that door Together We don't have to fight no more This isn't the time to be tumbling on the floor We just have to walk through that door Together Post the green at your momma's house Nigga need money, money the root of your momma's house Momma need food Your momma, she claim from her future spouse Why do I do the things that I do on your momma's blouse? Don't wake the baby, daddy And Daddy ain't 'round enough Watching my baby grow up alone in her momma's house You're too busy writing these rhymes, I never lie in the rhymes I rhyming harder and harder whilst flipping niggas for dimes And she finer than my exes Pistol-flapping, gun-totting and love-making's heaven Still be here tonight and hope to make it to heaven Seven mentions seven And my momma became a reverend And my momma's house a sanctuary I got new goals, got new wishes Be a better father, stop calling my women bitches Red gold, green gold, gang do it right And we never do it wrong, now we seeing better days We don't have to fight no more This isn't the time to be tumbling on the floor We just have to walk through that door Together We don't have to fight no more This isn't the time to be tumbling on the floor We just have to walk through that door Together