Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice, for real Hey, the price of fame cost to much (yeah boy) Like these niggas talk to

She only gets stoned when you ain't home And I know bro code and I ain't breakin' it But bro, you got yourself a situation, bro You better get your girl home, boy You better take yourself home, boy You better tell her you love her, you need her 'Cause if

'Til we ain't strangers anymore It would be so easy We're not strangers anymore It might be hard to be lovers But it's harder to be friends Baby pull down the covers It's time you let me in Maybe light a couple candles I'll just go ahead and lock the door

It's just whiskey under the bridge Ain't no big deal I've been burned, I've been cheated But this old heart's still beating All those nights of drinking Finally got me thinking Heartache is just a waste of time There's not a heart that ain't been broken

It's dirty but it feels alright I love muddy water I'm ready, ready for the blues tonight Well I ain't gonna fuss and fight And I ain't stayin' up all night Worryin' 'bout the things that I can't change Let everybody think I'm a little bit strange 'Cause

Loving you is complicated I place blame when you still Place shame when you steal Feel like you ain't shit Feel like you don't feel, confidence in yourself Breakin' on marble floors Watchin' anonymous strangers tellin' me that I'm yours But you ain't

Cause I'm as stubborn as a girl can get When I tell him to change his ways He just turns to me and says I, ain't no quitter No, I ain't giving up on him just yet I'm sticking to it No he won't quit, but you can bet I, ain't, I ain't no quitter He's

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

But I ain't seen hide nor hair my baby since that day Well I ain't seen hide nor hair my baby since she went away I ain't seen hide nor hair my baby since that day. Hide nor hair Oh, I was lying in the bed with fever And I was burning up inside My baby

Tomorrow she'll be rollin' down I-10 Baton Rouge, LSU Eighteen years in her rear-view He's got a Friday paycheck lined up, down the block At daddy's shop It ain't much, but it's a job They've been dreadin' this moment all summer long The night before