You're the real thing Even better than the real thing Yeah the real thing Give me one more chance Take me higher You take me higher? And you'll be satisfied Give me two more chances You won't be denied

Say hell yeah Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Everybody alive, everybody alive Come on now, come on now Come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive

You know you're not fucking up, though Get locked up and get back to it, yeah You know what the fuck going on, man You better strap in your set or it's gon' be a rough ride It's the king, bitch No introduction really, necessary Get the message like a

Yo-yo-you're special You said you want more And I can't blame you for Yeah, you, baby, you You're something special Baby, I know I know what you're thinkin' Maybe, maybe I'm wasting your time But I promise, but I promise

On my, on my, on my, on my 'cence, yeah Body on my, losin' all my innocence, yeah Body on my, grindin' on my innocence, yeah Hell nah, been waitin' too long (I've been waitin') You said I'll probably send you some pics And I'm like Hell nah, I want that

Flying so high, hands in the sky, screaming like Oh oh oh oh Feeling butterflies starting to rise, sounding like Yeah, I remember that one puff Had me feeling I can't be touched It was crazy, couldn't get enough But I remember that one puff (Got me

Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talking to myself No one seems to know my struggle, and everything I've come from Can anybody hear me? Yeah, I guess I keep talking to myself It feels like I'm going insane, am I the one whose crazy? (So why in the

Yeah, I'm gonna show you So what if I'm fucking crazy? I'm gonna show you And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath, I'm gonna show you, Mental out my brain, bad

It's all about tonight Good times and the music and laughing and grooving to the band Everybody's getting right No worries, we're rocking all kinds of concoctions in our hands Yeah tomorrow can wait 'til tomorrow Don't bother telling me what I got coming

Yeah now she gotta do what I say I don't care at all Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby I went to my hood all my friends think I made it Yeah my momma think I'm famous 100 dollar bills in the way Yeah it feels good to be