You know everybody makes mistakes Don’t let me be yours Boy, you think that you know me Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart That’s when we find out who we are You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm Things look different in the mornin', oh Would you

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

I only call you when it's half past five I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me The only time that I'll be by your side When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah The only time I'd ever call you mine When

Used to not be allowed in the building But now we on the rooftop Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes When you putting in work, that's how it goes Alota shit done change New clothes new cars new things Them same boys that used to be at the bottom Came

That's where I come from Back where I come from Where I'll be when it's said and done And I'm proud as anyone Well, in the town where I was raised The clock ticks and the cattle graze Time passed with amazing grace You can lie on a riverbank Or paint

I've been down so long it look like up to me They look up to me I got fake people showin' fake love to me Straight up to my face, straight up to my face Whole time they wanna take my place Somethin' ain't right when we talkin' That's when they smile in

That's when something wild calls you home, home If you're lost out where the lights are blinding Caught in all, the stars are hiding Calls you home If you face the fear that keeps you frozen Chase the sky into the ocean You're stronger than you know You

I can't be fake I can't be phonie Acting all hard thats the niggas thats lonely I tried to flex but I confess that when you left you took the very best thing The best things that ever happened to me You took my best thing The best thing that I ever seen

I shot my baby down I know, he knows, I know Like when baby shot me down Ring, ring, ring, ring Pop, pop, pop, pop And that's the way My baby, my baby Baby, baby, baby That's the way

I promise I'll be down for you I need a crazy bitch that's down for me 'Cause baby I'll be down for you Even when I'm not around Somewhere outta town I need a little something wild and free I need the right amount of attitude She checks herself but she