I'm sorry to say that the smiles that I give you One day will be tears in your eyes I'm sorry to give you these memories 'Cause memories like this will one day make you cry But I'ma stick around I promise you that I will stick around for now When our

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave

Sticker this, censor this, ban this We've got something to say Police this, condemn this, damn this We'll be heard anyway Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced... Listen here... Is it a possibility? That we're all just equal, Slam the

Yeah, I'll stick with hell no's and headphones To find them, themselves another round But I'll be here in this stranger's room Don't want another drink No, I don't care 'bout what you think But I'll stick with hell no's and headphones 'Cause all of my

Yeah, one of those nights At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights One of those nights She's getting dressed up, putting on that lipstick Shimmy shaking, right into them cut-offs baby, oh yeah You're getting off work, cashing out that

Save yourself, save yourself I like to stick to walls Deserving conversations and lifting them when they fall I am a fire escape, my spine's made of iron My heart pumps that old red paint Save yourself, save yourself, yourself I see the seasons change

But they don't know what is what Swish, swish, bish They know what is what Another one in the basket (basket, woah, basket, woah) Can't touch this They just know what is what They just strut So keep calm, honey, I'ma stick around For more than a minute,

The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear Reality is kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault I feel a little wounded and it isn't fair To sit inside a parlour

Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna

Take yourself a friend Keep 'em till the end Whether woman or man It makes you feel so good Well, I'm looking at you And I'm wondering what you're gonna do Looks like you got no friends No one to stick with you till the end