One more time Here we go again I've been there before That there's no, no way to win She'll break my heart again I'll play the part again He's back in town again I'll take him back again The phone will ring again

Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines Well, we ain't no rookies; it's our third tour of duty Yeah, that's all right I came up through the trenches where We only played for tips and alcohol You find out what you're made

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

Are you gonna play me, though, This song was never meant for the radio And I don't have time for a playlist How much will you pay me though? I get in forget the radio spin, I'm just doing my thing, I never had a playlist in my heart, oho Now I need an A

Slowly down the hall of fame (fame, fame) That's what you get for sleeping with the enemy Where angels fly you won't play For my big mouth, my big name Around this town you've ceased to be So guess who's gonna take the blame I'll put on my shoes while

California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight I'm not the billionaire class I'm from San Lorenzo

Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure Claustrophobic, dropped

Mil' in a week I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice) Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps) Suck a dick gang, she a leech (leech) Came in the game with a key (key) My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique) Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh) I'll tape a brick to

Baby I have something that I want to ask you Baby so sit back and listen Hey beloved we are here, to joy each other hand and hand, no more playing house No, cause I want to make it real do you understand, to have and to hold Until death do us part no one

You gon' get my hopes high, girl On some nights like this, shawty, I can't help but think of us If I called, would you pick it up? On some nights like this, I just wanna text you, but for what? Just gon' play with my emotions just because, no (Oh) And I