Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex shawty We done came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex yeah You

There were times we had it all It doesn't make any sense To know what it's like I guess you gotta go through it It doesn't matter baby But somebody's gotta do it You're never gonna see it There were times that we'd lay in bed and listen To the pounding,

Say you'll never let me go Deep in my bones I can feel you Take me back to a time when we knew We could waste the night with an old film Smoke a little weed on the couch in the backroom Take it slow but it's not typical

This girl is on fire She's walking on fire Spirit of Marilyn callin' me, audibly Bawlin' she, said that she would never leave Continued to torture me Telling me to come with her Underneath my comforter And she brought a gun with her Pills and some rum

I don't know why you came along At such a perfect time But if I let you hang around I'm bound to lose my mind But the feeling's all wrong Your eyes may be whole But the story I'm told Is that your heart is as black as night Your lips may be sweet

Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, Too late to make the change. Oh, you got to leave this town before it's... Too late, too late to make the change Too late to make the change See the stop-light turn-in' red, Don't you listen to what it's

I've been rollin' on the freeway I've been riding 85 I've been thinking way too much And I'm way too gone to drive I got anger in my chest I got millions on my mind And you didn't fit the picture So I guess you weren't the vibe I come through with

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing

Skiddley-idle diddle dum Skiddley-um-uh-die diddle dum-day In a free and easy way That's made near Galway Bay Sligo and Leitrim too And we'll give them the slip And we'll take a sip Of the real old mountain dew Skiddley-um-uh die-diddle dum-day

This love we have It's like we're out of bound And we're screaming from the rooftops Screaming till our heart stops And baby, the thoughts we have You really killing me This love we have