You ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.

I'm gettin' up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gonna write a letter Telephone every town I know Wants every downtown man she meets I believe, I believe my time ain't long I quit the best girl I'm lovin' Now my friends can get in my

Young renegade You're just a live grenade Get the fuck down Shots ringing out loud I am the fury of a bomb Agent Orange, tiger print, Vietnam A thousand words in the crest of my palm Just one death sentence written in a fucking song

Is it you? Is it you? Ay, can y'all turn my headphones down? Significantly? Cool, that's good It was super loud First of all, this shit about me I ain't made this shit for y'all, that's the damn thing I've been waiting pretty long to get on some shit and

I'm just an R&B thug, babe Ooh, ooh, ooh Tryin' to get some ass, babe Do you wanna thug, babe? Lookin' for some love, babe Do you wanna date, babe? Aah, aah, aah Keep on jumpin' like an Impala You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what

But like me He don't know where he'll go wrong; He won't cry so many tears There's no room for us out there; You can lose your hope and pride. When it comes to broken dreams You'll get your share. Sometime a man breaks down, And the good thing he is

Well alright Oh I, oh I-I-I I can't be what you want from me And I know she knows, and I know she knows She knows, she knows Damned if I do Damned if I don't And deep down she knows, she knows Trying to get a piece of that apple pie

High up and we're floating Don't know where we're going Night until the morning We're rolling, rolling, rolling (And I be floating) I get so high, fuck around and never come down I get so high, I get so high (And I be higher than a motherfucker) First

You say I'm the greatest bound for glory Well the word is out and I learned I got the latest side of the story You're pulling out before you get burned Well your hands are squeezing me down to the bone I never saw you breaking no law Stands to reason

You got to get back up And when they push you down, Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt and the ring People with ya poppin' bottles, taking pictures look around