Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

So suddenly I'm in love with a stranger I can't believe that she's mine Now all I see is you with fresh eyes, fresh eyes I can't believe that she's mine, yeah And now all I see is you with fresh eyes, fresh eyes You dress up just a little and I'm like,

Oh, come back, baby Oh, now, now Oh, mama, please, don't go, yeah 'Cause the way I love you Child, you'll never know Yeah, yeah let's talk it over Oh, one more time Well, I admit, baby That I was wrong

Won't you come and put it down on me Yes, please Little love and little sympathy Yeah you show me good loving Make it alright Need a little sweetness in my life I'm right here, 'cause I need I don't wanna be needing your love

My love is at the window I know my love is strange though And when I said I feel low She told me through the window Well, I know I'm gonna look right through It's your love I'm gonna find When I'm down, yeah, I look right through

Wanna get it jacked up yeah Let's crank it on up yeah With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a truck yeah We can love it on up yeah 'Til the sun comes up yeah And if you think this life I love is a little too country If you like it up loud

(I got you) (I got you, and I love it) (Yeah, I got you) Well, you think you are the one Who got me, boy No, I got you I've been playing with you Like a little toy

There's no one else I trust I know the risk in love, yeah You got me so wrapped up Something about this feeling so familiar It's like I'm looking at myself in the mirror You put the pieces of my heart back together You got me thinking 'bout forever and

Everything but you 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable 'til you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it So put your hands up in the air If you hate songs

Iced out chain (yeah) Iced out ring (yeah) Yeah she love my diamonds That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit) Foreign bitch with me (huh?) She do anything White diamonds on my wrist Bitch it's Gucci Gang (yeah) Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh