I'm on a roll No self control I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine Don't know what I want That's all that I've got And I'm picking scabs off my face I'm on a mission I made my decision To lead a path of self destruction

Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't sorry, nigga, nah I ain't sorry Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye No no, hell nah He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up Headed to the club, I ain't

I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out Girl, I don't know how you do it Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud Man, I think I'm 'bout to lose it Ain't my thing to jump the gun, But I called my dad and said "She's the one" Said

Well the hour of your bedtime's Long been past I can tell when you rub your eyes Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet Roll across the skies And leave a spray of diamonds In its wake I long to see St. Judy's Comet Sparkle in your eyes

I wake up and roll some dank up with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie When I'm in

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

I believe in rock 'n' roll I work so hard I'm dealt the cards I'm told exactly what to do I lose control I rock 'n' roll It's gonna help to see me through Check it out

I could use a love song That takes me back, just like that When it comes on To a time when I wouldn’t roll my eyes At a guy and a girl Who make it work in a world That for me so far just seems to go so wrong Yeah I could use, I could use a love song

Hot and fresh out the kitchen Mama rollin' that body Got every man in here wishin' Sippin' on coke and rum I'm like so what I'm drunk It's the freakin' weekend baby I'm about to have me some fun Runnin' her hands through my 'fro Bouncin' on 24's

I'm gonna be ready this time I'm ready to run Ready, ready, ready, ready, ready to run All I'm ready to do is have some fun What's all this talk about love When the train rolls by When the boy gets that look in his eye When my momma says I look good in