Nothin' feels better than this Nothin' feels better Nothin' feels better, no, no This is what you like, I admit Take it back, bring it side to side (Nothing, baby) (Nothing feels better) (I'm not really drunk, I never get that fucked up)

We're gonna make this day. A little better than the last. Find a way to wash away. Live inside this day. Any regret you have, don't let this moment pass. Got a quarter... I passed out last night and I never made it home. Wound up on a bus to San Antone.

I'm on a plain I can't complain Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do? I'll start this off Without any words I got so high that

I don't believe it's true There is nothing better than you All that we've been through, there is nothing better than you All this talk about love, it's just a feeling It's just a feeling I let it all go I don't believe it, I don't believe it La di da di

I got a love that's better than you ever was You've never been no good for me I guess I was just way too hood for you to be with Yo Jin, we good wit this one, yeah Good lookin' Kanye, whoo You see, we're the next generation in this rap game So it's only

I'm on a plain I can't complain Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do? I'll start this off Without any words I got so high that

Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

We're gonna make this day. A little better than the last. Find a way to wash away. Live inside this day. Any regret you have, don't let this moment pass. Got a quarter... I passed out last night and I never made it home. Wound up on a bus to San Antone.

Baby I know better (baby you work it) I know better I need one, so bring me some, oh Quee knows better, than to turn off your song Run this shit back (baby, you baby) I know better, you fine (more than fine) Hmm, aw yeah

'Cause you know the truth hurts But secrets kill Can't help thinkin' that I love it still Still here, there must be something real 'Cause you know the good die young But so did this And so it must be better than I think it is Gimme those eyes, it's easy