With you Heaven is a place on Earth It's about time we're making up The times you wasn't with me waking up Lying if I said I didn't miss your touch I needed to, I needed to Needed to distance myself from you All just to know you are the truth So come

When the sun goes down You’re gonna need a flashlight You’re gonna need a candle I think I can manage that When you leave town I’m gonna buy you a calling card ‘Cause I’m falling hard for you I go back on Labor Day And I will try to make my way

And we'll build this love from the ground up For worse or for better And I will be all you need Beside you I'll stand through the good and the bad We'll give all that we have Now 'til forever it's all of me, all of you Just take my hand And I'll be the

I just need kiss kiss I don’t wanna wait You can say I’m dumber in love Blame it on my age Maybe because I’m young that’s enough I don’t wanna miss this And it feels like I’ve been waiting all my life But I need you tonight yeah

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing Khalifa Kush I need it all the time, don't know what else to say It's always on my mind, that's why every day I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Is this the top? I got my own weed,

But I need you Far more than I ever want you It's such an unnatural thing we do When falling in love's just so hard to do Oh, I've been thinking that I don't wanna leave That this house isn't home to me I'm tired of losing everyone I see Now that you're

Nobody could ever hear him call But before tomorrow 'Cause my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall Nobody can see him I need to be myself I can't be no one else I'm feeling supersonic

There's no need to hide All the innocence lost at one time We're safe tonight The selfish, they're all standing in line Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time Me, I figure as each breath goes by I only own my mind North is to south what the clock is

I get it in 'till sunrise Windows rolled down screaming ah! Hey-ey-ey' I'm so paid Number one hustla' gettin' money Why do you wanna count my money Doing ninety in a sixty five I'm a hustla' and I don't need them! One of them y'all see! I'm so paid

Love starts with a toothbrush Everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing Just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know A Bic razor and a Dixie cup A little