Swing me way down south Sing me something brave from your mouth And I'll bring you Pearls of water on my hips And the love in my lips All the love from my lips You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth

Ayo blast that shit, Max Blast that shit back if you blastin' I've been kicked when I was down None of that shit matter now Everything will be okay Man, just stay up out my way Skit around ends with the bros and I'm kitted to the toes If I touch studio

I'm in that kind of mood I'm gonna say what I need If it's the last thing I do I do, I do, I do I've thrown my hat in the ring I've got nothing to lose With you, with you, with you I'll go under your wing I'll slot right in between the

There's no slowing down now I'm a runaway train My pistons are pounding Brakes are screaming your name And when there's nothing but wreckage and flames And your misery is all that remains I'll feel human again But I'm a runaway train I always knew that

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

I just want a little bit of everything na na na na, Na na na na I just wanna sing a little chill song Pour something strong down in my drink Oh, I know that I don’t need a whole lot of anything I don’t need too much of nothing Get my groove on I wish I

I put that on everything Its money over everything She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby wassup with you I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump Fuck it it’s money

I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you

Up all night It's a crime How you're reeling me in with the games you play Then you hang me out to dry All the things that you said to me yesterday Playing over in my mind Well I get the thrill run down my spine When I see you hitting me up Feeling so