I pull her slowly Saint Laurent on both my feet All this jewelry, they gon' notice me Got your ho with me And you know I got that Rol' on me I wanna ride, ride, ride on it Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her Wanna cry, cry, cry on her Ay, wanna fly, fly, fly

I'm on some shit right now Cash out on a wip Yeah I might fuck a nigga bitch right now Counting grams and stacking Franklin's I'm tryna get rich right now Hey I'm on some shit right now Pull up on that bih like skrt skrt skrt Bitch get in right now Feel

Better be comin' with no strings I got a really big team They need some really nice things We need some really nice things We need some really big rings And they need some really big rings They need some really big rings Man what a time 'Cause I got a

Turn on the night, I can't wait, can't wait any longer Turn on the night, yeah, I want to feel this feeling get stronger So if you know it, show it, don't let me go, whooah Everyone's thinkin' they're so hot tonight, but there's a fire in your eyes

Hey hey hey And I know now, that I'm so down She looks so perfect standing there In my American Apparel underwear Your lipstick stain is a work of art I've got your name tattooed in an arrow heart Let's get out

Again, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, I never listened I never listened to what they told me I'll only do it again, yeah, do it again My mama told me that he was wrong 'Cause they told me once and they told me twice Stop falling in love with your

I was a fool to love I was a fool to love you Yeah, we could've had it all, all I was a fool to love you (I was a fool to love) Again, aga- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I was a fool to love-love Again, again, again Hey darling, sorry that I'm leaving

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

Broken halos that used to shine Seen my share of broken halos Folded wings that used to fly They've all gone wherever they go They belong to the by and by Angels come down from the heavens Just to help us on our way Come to teach us, then they leave us

Damn, it must suck to be a fuck nigga Ol' greedy ass nigga only thinking 'bout himself They get the fame, then get the wealth But people are struggling, who did you help? People are struggling, who did you help? Who did you help, fuck nigga? To all the