I'm no house of cards, house of cards Just to fall I act so bulletproof But you take me down You take me down Gave all I got to you Now I'm standing my ground Standing my ground Not caving into you, not caving into you

You damn right, I've got the blues From my head down to my shoes I stopped by my daughter's house You know I just want to use the phone I can't win, 'cause I don't have a thing to lose You know my new grandbaby came to the door And said, granddaddy, you

Bust down on my Rolex and my chain I deserve to pull up to that big house with my main I deserve that whip right there, yeah If I got it, I'mma spend it Sometimes you gotta treat yourself Sometimes you gotta treat yourself, yeah This is the million

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I said, no, no, no I'd rather be at home with a Ray

Welcome to the frat house I'ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it's a crack house I got a house full of bitches, niggas, it is going down Condoms, kegs, liquor, weed, pills I’ma hold my own, yeah Bitches laying on the floor like it’s a

I've been down to parliament, I've been in school I've been in jail to learn the golden rule I've been to the workhouse, served my time in those hallowed halls The only thing I know is the blues got the world by the balls I've been to the tundra and the

And if I was a bettin' woman I'd lay my money down I'd bet he spends more time in them woods Than he spends in this house I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', No good blue tick

I can't get over you Try as I may oh it no use My heart just can't leave you alone My mind won't believe you're gone I forget where I'm goin' in my own house I got myself in this, I'll get myself out I talk out loud, at the top of my voice I sing Whoa

Joey, no rules, gun shots no prob No jewels, niggas say I got robbed I'm still wearin' my bling And fuck first class, I fly standin' on Virgin America's wing Nuts hang, knockin' down sky scrapers Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream Make it

Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house