There's nothing I can say There's nothing we can do now And every time you try Goodnight, travel well The unknown distance to the great beyond Stares back at my grieving frame To cast my shadow by the holy sun My spirit moans with a sacred pain

Down at the Whiskey Living out our dreams Do you remember when? We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Runaways in a van

Some black water healing some time to kill I'm doing pretty good man but I ain't lying Ten years ago I had to fly Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill Been living my dream trying to stay alive I missed my buddies, I miss my home I ain't seen my

Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money

I loved you then I love you now I had to take a chance To happen now and then Across the street your smile broke Like a wave upon my face You didn't notice me at all Across the street I saw you With some other pretty face 'Cause special moments only tend

Always knew it would, never had it so good Now my time's arrived, and I'm glad I'm alive I feel like a love today, and it won't fade away In my heart, I know it's right One thing I know for certain Falling in love, caught up with me at last I can't tell

Champagne and wine Sittin' here thinking, about the times I roamed Different girls, that I have known Of all girls, that I have met You are the one girl that I can't forget, listen We had our time, now Good and bad, now I can't forget a man I sho' ain't

And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out but I let you say that you're the good guy Here we go, again, from heroes to villains Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with But still it gave me

Good times, bad times You know I had my share When my woman left home With a brown eyed man Well, I still don't seem to care In the days of my youth I was told what it was to be a man Now I've reached the age I've tried to do all those things the best I

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? I'm tryin' to