Nana, nana, nana na Nana, nana, nana This little laser beam I'm gonna let it be These broken dreams are fallen leaves Cheer up now Flailing on the ground Cheer up, the end is coming I plant my feet in the dirt

I know I'm asking to much And you'll never be mine again I'm not gonna find You outside of my door What have you done I hate that you let it end And now that your gone And I can't pretend And not coming back again

The time is coming Rolling, and throwing, consoling Everything that goes this far Joking and hoping, revolting All that shit that's who you are Hoping, and scolding, revolving Peel it back, reveal the scar Loathing, exploding, controlling Tear me from

Sunshine day Everybody’s laughing Everybody’s singing Everybody, move your hair and feel united Everybody, shake your hair and feel united Yeah! Everybody's coming to the celebration I'mma hook you up with the invitation Let your hair swing and party

Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Is just a freight train coming your way Is just the freight train coming your way And it feels right this time On this crash course we're in the big time Pay

Yeah, my baby knows that I deliver That's exactly what I'm gon' do, do I know you got the message, I deliver He know, he know this He know, he knows this He know what's coming when I come through I never hit or miss, he know I always come through

I'm not coming down I'm not coming down, oh I'll be up with the sun You can keep this suit of lights You gotta feel so guilty Got so much for so little Then you find that feeling just won't go away You're holding on to every little thing so tightly

I think I'm better off alone No matter how hard I try You're never satisfied This is not a home You always disappear Even when you're here This is not my home Home, this house is not a home I'll be coming home

Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex shawty We done came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex yeah You

God, I'm running in fear, fear, fear I'm 'fraid of everything that moves I'm afraid of everything that moves There's a whisper, a rumor Voices in the air outside Got their eyes on the future Yeah, the kids are coming up on the ride Roll this cup of deuces