You were always on my mind Little things I should have said and done I just never took the time You were always on my mind (you were always on my mind) Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often as I could have And maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I

Are we just a backseat, tryna get it while we can? Are we names in a tattoo, or just a number on a hand? Are we last-call kissing or will we be reminiscing with each other for the next forty years? Are we written in the stars, baby, or are we written in

Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt) So, you right Yeah, Gunner Ayy, ready to die But I can't I'm too alive Should've killed me when they tried Couldn't see me in the skies When you camouflaged, eating Pad Thai, hahaha I

Blow that dope, dope 'Cause you spend too much time with your friends, fuck y'all doing? Hey Spending money on strip clubs and drugs, I knew it Damn shawty, you know love ain't the same way I do it I'm the only drug you need to get you through it I

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City But maybe everything that dies someday comes back And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For

Open your eyes A chill passes you by A premonition coming strong, Rich with desire A superstition in disguise Draws me into where I belong Have you ever wondered why

You're a star Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me Oh no, don't be shy You don't know how you took it You just know what you've got Oh Lordy, you've been stealing From the thieves and you got caught In the headlights of a stretch car Dressing like your

Better things will surely come our way And magic without love Magic without love Here we're safe Hear me say Don't drag me down Just because you're down And just 'cause you're blue Don't make me too

And it just ain't right Ooh (I call your name) And it just ain't right That I'll be sexin' her and I (I call your name) Girl it ain't no little thing that I (I call your name) (You don't have) (To answer this) (If its too personal) (Do your thoughts) (Of

So I'm movin' on That big eight-wheeler rollin' down the track Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the