I got nobody to blame but me And I got nobody to blame but me I know right where I went wrong I know just what got her gone Turned my life into this country song She took down the photograph Of our wedding day Ripped it down the middle And threw my half

Only hunnids and fifties, please Green green wasabi (ayy) All this gold on my body (ayy) Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah) Only hunnids and fifties (yeah) Green green wasabi (yeah) Pullin' up in them cities (uhh) Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah) Pullin' up in

Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche I brought them bottles on bottles I fuck with models on models I'll take that bitch with molly I got the racks on racks Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign Check out my campaign, campaign,

It was the fourth of July you and I were fire, fire, fireworks You and I were I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know Where the bridges I have burned never really led home On the fourth of July That went off too soon And I miss you in

So down here on the ocean we will stay Went through a lot of changes Turned a lot of pages When I took a boat Sunday Took a boat Sunday, down by the sea It just felt so nice, you and me We didn't have a problem or a care And all around was silence,

I'm beginning to see the light I never cared much for moonlit skies I never wink back at fireflies But now that the stars are in your eyes I never went in for afterglow Or candlelight on the mistletoe But now when you turn the lamp down low Used to

Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

Bounce pogo, Jump, bounce, up, down She had so many friends, Gliding through many hands. Jump, bounce, down, up I went out on a date, With a girl, a bit late,

How dare you, I miss you They say I'll be OK But I'm not going to ever get over you But you went away Weather man said it's gonna snow By now I should be used to the cold Mid-February shouldn't be so scary It was only December I still remember the

Freeway, cars and trucks Riding with Lady Luck And now the sun's coming up I'm riding with Lady Luck Well my time went so quickly I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55 As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy God knows, I was feeling alive I'm riding