How 'bout you? To tell the truth I think we're the chosen few An' how 'bout you? Do you feel the way I do? Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you? Yeah, I know where I come from I don't need baggy clothes Or rings in my nose to be cool

Cartier diamonds, my mascot Tell your main nigga he your ex now Finna push up, bring your ass out Where you come from? Where you from now? I keep a bad thing on me, yeah, yeah Dreads on me like Beijing, yeah, yeah After this, right back to him, like an

When it comes to cutting ties, girl, I'm like a pro, whoa, whoa I tell you what you wanna know, oh, whoa You're prolly better on your own, oh, no Runnin' through my weed, yeah One, two, been thinking long and hard this morning Three, four, it's hard to

I'm a monster, I'm a m-monster I'm one of a kind, got everybody in love And I don't have to try, I just do what I does Don't have to tell me, I already know They all want me Like you didn't know Some come and try to say I'm a problem

Let me know, let me know-know-know Let me know, let me know, let me know If you decide just for a night that you might want to roll Girl, I know you want to Won't you come and slide through Have you home by 5'ish Tell me that you'd like to Hold you

Clouds and clowns You don't have to come down Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Life, woo ooo, life, woo ooo You might get angry sometimes But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do is get your livin' now

'Cause when you come home at night I see it in your eyes You see it in mine just like a bull before the fight They say only love, only love, only love Can save us Tell me we're fine I wish only to be on your side Surrender our life To the flame I hold on

Your cheatin' heart will tell on you When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will make you weep You'll cry and cry and try to sleep But sleep won't come the

Tellin' me the things you that heard about Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for the wrong things Somethin' feels off when I come around Askin' me questions like, 'what do I believe in?' 'You,' everyone used to say 'til the church lets out That goes

Come September I'll be gone (gone, gone) I said I loved you in the summer But will I love you in the fall I thought I wasn't like the others Guess I'm an asshole after all I used to be alright I'd tell myself I love you But I'm creeping every night