I put that on everything Its money over everything She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby wassup with you I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump Fuck it it’s money

On the news tonight Well mama said It's just make believe You can't believe everything you see So baby close your eyes to the lullabies A billion people died on the news tonight But not so many cried at the terrible sight Who's the one to decide that it

Come the day you're mine The best is yet to come The best is yet to come And babe won't it be fine Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything started'in to hum Still it's a real good bet Best is yet to come and babe

I'm a highway star And everything I love it and I need it Alright hold on tight Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oooh it's a killing machine

It's all I can All I can think about is you It's all I can do Fish fell out of water Bird stuck on the ground Chaos giving orders Everything is upside down Whole world's gonna fly by I wonder where they'll go, oh

I know it's true Blame it on my misplaced heart But what's the use I been losing time And it's a precious thing I don't watch my back much lately It's funny how I see, everything Twisted and turning in the breeze You made your mind up

If I die tomorrow Your my everything You make me feel so alive As the minutes fade away I can't remember Have I said all I can say? 'Cause there's no one else, Since I found you I know its been so hard

You were born to shine Born to be who you are There's a light in your eyes and it's magic Everybody's gonna see that you have it Can't stop it, can't stop it Go go, no never give up And no no, everything that you touch Becomes alive right before your

I'm made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives

Expectation is taking its toll Fluctuations are aching my soul We may never have been in love Everything you ever told me could have been a lie Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose, or a hit from above Or a hit from above I don't need