Somewhere now All grown up and medicated On my own cellular waves I put the riot in patriot And we all die in threes I'm running late to somewhere now I don't want to be Where the future and promises Ain't what it used to be

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

We say we can when they say we can't See what it is when they see what it ain't With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints Long before a boat anchored the harbour Long before steel drums

But I'm so glad our love is here Some people have an halfway fare Without your love I ain't nowhere I went out to the insane asylum And I found my baby out there I said please come back to me darlin' What in the world are you doin' here? Then the little

Haters gon' say it's fake If you know what's good And they ain't leavin' till six in the morning (six in the morning) (If you know what's good) (If you know what's good) come on And no, this ain't the clean version Your friends, my friends All my haters

Starry, starry night What you tried to say to me How you tried to set them free Now I understand And how you suffered for your sanity They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

Is just a grain of sand And what you've been out there searching for forever Is in your hands Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing What you got if you ain't got love The kind that you just want to give away It's okay to open up Go ahead and let

Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes Sippin' codeine, I forgot my plans I'ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda Flex on all my exes like, "hey ladies, hey ladies" Hey girl, what's up, I'ma pour this drink up with some soda Flex on all my exes

EST (what the fuck) Let's bring some reality to it, And the whole gang's in here, yeah, bitch (bitch) OK, EST for life, 40 motherfuckin' days I hustled, 40 nights I got 40 deep behind me, ain't a motherfuckin' nice 40 swishas, 40 bitches, went from