Mine would be you Sun keeps shining, back road flying Singing like crazy fools Making up our own words Laughing 'til it hurts Baby, if I had to choose My best day ever My finest hour, my wildest dream come true What's your all time high, your good as it

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up

You only need a roof when it's raining You only need a fire when it's cold You only need a drink when the whiskey Is the only thing that you have left to hold Sun comes up and goes back down And falling feels like flying till you hit the ground Say the

I know I thought I can’t let go Well it’s over He won’t take me back when I come around Says he’s sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I’m broken down like a train wreck Can’t let go You told me baby one more time Won’t make me

You got the silver you got the gold Hey babe, what's in your eyes? I saw them flashing like airplane lights You fill my cup, babe, that's for sure I must come back For a little more You got my heart, you got my soul You got the diamonds, from the mine

I will not be a spoon-fed bird Or beg for mercy from above Oh let my cord become unplugged And I will not burden those I love The ceiling's too familiar Laying slack-jawed on my back And the words spit out like puzzles As she tries to fill the gap But my

Cartier diamonds, my mascot Tell your main nigga he your ex now Finna push up, bring your ass out Where you come from? Where you from now? I keep a bad thing on me, yeah, yeah Dreads on me like Beijing, yeah, yeah After this, right back to him, like an

Over here, over here Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice It’s me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice Smoking

Baby sweet baby Here I am I'm knowing Won't you please Come on back home to me I've been so lonely These few days feel like A hundred years How you make me worry baby How you make me worry about you

Hallelujah, good to see ya Ain't no sting like a king bee shakedown Everybody digs when the boogie comes back around And the chill drunk buzzin' all night long There's a jingle in your pocket with a jangle in your hand Do you want your own money or your