I'm hanging on to my peace of mind I just don't know The apple of my eye Oh, I just don't know, no, no, no, no Singing like a nightingale Coming my way Down along that devastation trail I'm hanging on to those good times, baby Just want to let them roll

Burnin' it down We're just hanging around Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's Jammin' to some old Alabama with you baby I'm just doing my thing You love it when I sing Say it makes you feel like an angel We about to get a little tangled up right about now

Well, I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I built my life around you But time makes you bolder Even children get older And I'm getting older, too And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills I took my love and I took it down I climbed a

Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know me at all? You think that you can stand when I fall Domino, domino, domino all you want You're better off when we are apart I'm hanging on my own, my own I'm hanging out alone, alone I'm going out for

Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the

No, there’s no more questioning I’ll be the one defining who I'm gonna be I’m gonna love myself, the way I want you to love me No more standing in my own way No concealing feelings, or changing seasonally Love me, no more second guessing Let's get

I'm right down my side of town I'm high as hell You fly as hell You hold me down Fucked a bunch of girls 'Cause I done been around the world Yeah they talk that cuffing shit But now I'm in a different space

Broken summer, broken summer To us, back to us Pulling on my sweatshirt, looking at your picture 'Cause that broken summer's hanging over me Drowning in the sunshine, and I spend a long time Thinking, girl, you got the best of me Hopping on a flight,

Before I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep I hope it's not too late for me, whoa Difference changing in the distance Time consumes the image, oh Time consumes our image, whoa

Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down with my niggas 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now We could've been somebody And came out of your body And came out of our body Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to