Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice I don't know you But I want you All the more for that Words fall through me And always fool me And I can't react

(I'm bad at love) Each time the feeling fades Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I Always make the same mistakes, yeah Always make the same mistakes 'cause I'm bad at love I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away Got a boy back home in Michigan

Don't take her for granted, she had a hard time Don't misunderstand her, don't play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time Hey you've got to know, she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night You will discover,

Tell 'em who you got it from And bitch, I know I see you got some pain I see you got a name Show niggas your broken heart and Tell everyone I did all this Tell 'em all I'm the one you shouldn't get involved with I don't need you but you do need me, it

I've got to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self satisfied I don't need you God knows, God knows I want to break free I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for

What you want, babe? I got it She just wanna fuck with a boss So I took her on a cruise 'round the city It don't really matter what it costs 'Cause she know a young nigga gon' get it What you want, hey? I got it Wanna do you right Is you with it, baby?

I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shyst You can roll the dice, you might lose your life Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin' nice Y'all know what's goin' on 21 Gang 'til I'm gone 4L Gang 'til I'm gone If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'—

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Rock bottom And you're there to stay Girl, you know you oughta treat me good Girl, you hit rock bottom Yeah, you never treat me like you should I can't wait a day I don't care what you say Oh yeah, you got to pay When you hit rock bottom