Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

Somehow we always get stuck in the middle What a terrible thing for you to do What an awful thing for you to say But someone plays evil tricks on that kid But don't we all, don't we just got to give a little time Maybe give a friend a call instead of

Just another Sunday in the South Wanna put on some Shenandoah And crank it loud You and me go fishin' in the dark Killin' time with Restless Heart All you gotta do is give me that wink Man, this ain't no thinkin' thing Just another Sunday Only thing

She's got it all my heart my soul my wishes All of my love my hugs my kisses Everything that means anything at all All my life I been hopin' I could give someone such devotion Every sweet memory I can recall She got it all She's got every quality From A

Sincerely, Me 'Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Then everything might be alright Dear Evan Hansen We've been way too out of

All I'm trying to say is I thank you (you) Unwritten for all that you've given Forgiving, I'm driven I thank you (you) All I gotta say I never said that I had it all figured it out I never said, I never said that I live my days without doubt I swear all

I'm on the molly, I'm on the bean I'm off the molly, I'm off the bean I got designer from head to my toe I got Givenchy all over my coat I'm on the Xan, and my bitch on that coke I'm off that X, and I just poured a 4 Ooh, Bighead on the beat Aye, Lil

I keep my wits 'bout me Especially right now, I got a rich bounty I can tell that you don't give a shit 'bout me I keep the same people that's been 'round me Yeah, a lot changed but I'm still the same old me I'd still rather make a song than go to KOD

It's all that we've got It's all that we can give Believe it or not, It's all that we can give, and I don't mind So what, so what? Did your mother like your Sunday dress Astrology eradicated I'm not out for us to fly or be set free I'd show you, you'd

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is But I need that one thing And fall into my arms instead So get out, get out, get out of my head And you've got that one thing Something’s gotta give now 'Cause you've got that one thing So get out, get out, get out