The bullets in the gun It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise Makes you come together They used to call me lightening

How do I get to heaven? The truth runs wild So I'm counting to fifty Counting to fifty, counting to fifty Without losing a piece of me Without changing a part of me All my time is wasted Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh So if I'm losing a piece of me

And each day I learn just a little bit more I don't know why but I do know what for If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune Tune me in to the wild side of life I'm an innocent young child sharp

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Visualize it I'll give you something to do Spread it like Spread it like peanut butter jelly Do it like I owe you some money Sleepless nights at the chateau Kush kush wherever we go To get a wildfire burning Ace high, I'm going all in

You know wild bitches tellin' you lies But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya' nigga, I'm ya' nigga It-It-It-It's here, the West side Baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami Gettin' so high, so high Shawty' my nigga, down for whateva'

Baby, you save me Cause when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun Cause when I'm a firecracker comin' undone Or when I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy No matter where my reckless soul takes me Every now and then I get a little lost My

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I

Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,

I like to sit beside the fire When the light is going down I like to hear the wild wind blow outside my door I have so much left to remember I have so much left to forget And I know I just don't have to search for more But you want to change my world