But I would rather to be lonely than to live a dirty lie But Lord know that I don't wanna be lonely tonight All of those things that we've been through Used to make me happy, now make me blue I didn't believe the things that I've heard, no But now I've

All I know is what I see, People think you're just so sweet, But they don't know you quite like I do. I guess they think that I'm a lucky guy, No matter how you cry, Do you think I'm crazy? And what can I do When you pretend that you're in love with me

Maybach Music Yo this Chris Rock I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose That's how we do it That's all we do Belaire Rose! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga? You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

Anything could happen I know it's gonna be (But I don't think I need you) That anything could happen Anything could Stripped to the waist We fall into the river Cover your eyes So you don't know the secret

In this American dream Well I guess it all depends on you Don't tell me that the sky is the limit 'Cause it ain't about what you can do It's a who knows who And your views They say the sky is the limit They said the sky is the limit And your views (in

Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice I don't know you But I want you All the more for that Words fall through me And always fool me And I can't react

Don't wait for a miracle To tumble from the sky Or turn water into wine We are the miracles Or are you gonna finally grip the wheel? I think you know how To part the seas around you The world is passing by The walls, that will surround you Are only in

Young man, young man (all my youngins' in this bitch) Smack the shit outta him Young man, young man, I don't want to hear that no mo' Reportin' live from the glo pad Gang in this bitch You know how we rockin , cut off stockings Kush in my pocket nigga,

Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know me at all? You think that you can stand when I fall Domino, domino, domino all you want You're better off when we are apart I'm hanging on my own, my own I'm hanging out alone, alone I'm going out for