I will assume form You know, you know, you know you know Appearance is nothing I'll leave the ether I will be reachable Now you can feel everything Now I'm confiding, know I'm in haze Going through the motions my whole life I hope this is the first day

I got to stop dealing, I believe I'll ride 'em on down Well I done stopped dealing, I believe I'll ride 'em on down I'm a dealin' man, still dealing, yeah I'll go keep on dealing till I find myself a bed Raised in the country, got up raised in town Got

I love to get 2 on I love to get 2 on (I love it) Man, I love to get on When the drink be too strong When the tree be way too strong Get faded, turn up, bruh Pour it on up 'till I can't even think no more Get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go I'd best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Well, you treat me just like another stranger You treat me just like another stranger Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your

When I'm gone You will miss me Yeah, real as the rider on the storm The silence where I'm going A violence well tell you Lord, you'll miss, you will miss me When I'm gone (Oh, oh) Yeah, real as the promise I've been making

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running; Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, Drove a good man away from home. Oh give me

The thrill is gone I can see it in your eyes I can hear it in your sighs Feel your touch and realize The nights are cold For love is old Love was grand when love was new Birds were singing, skies were blue Now it don't appeal to you

You know your male's gonna get to you Come snow, rain, sleet, or hail 'Cause I'm a top flight, hold ya tight, get ya there by daylight Do ya right overnight male Let me be your male-man And I'll always come though There's no denying' Come rain or shine

A real street nigga will never ever call 12 I still don't give a fuck how a fuckboy feel How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big I make a hater feel little I can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked

I guess I'll always be Of a windmill going round A soldier of fortune. Now I feel I'm growing older And all the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter waiting