You came along and you cut me loose Come on, oh my star is fading And I swerve out of control If I, if I'd only waited I'd not be stuck here in this hole Come here, oh my star is fading And I swear I waited and waited I've got to get out of this hole But

Loosing the war I'm feining to win Though I never tried to to strive deep From within. Life could be beautiful For anybody it's for, but I'd swear this Mothafuckin' shit is rotten to the core. The portal has been past and it's Time to make a turn, to

I swear she like, "this piece of hair off in the sink ain't come from me first, no, no." These hoes be doing research I just had to hide, hide, hide, hide Now you next to me at night, night, night, night You test me all the time, time, time, time Say I

Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out 'Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light Take our tears, put 'em on ice I'll keep singing this lie Take our tears, put them on ice The best

I'm living life right now, man And this what I'ma do 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over I know way too many people here right now That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all? I swear it feels like the last few nights We've

Your friend was prayin On our downfall baby Swear she was waitin I know I more than fucked up Now I feel stupid Why would I do this She smiling in your face She ain't know no better but I did Poor decision making for the kid

Can I live? Pussy my passion, never been a fan of flashing Probably cause I never could, said if I had it, never would Then I got my first little taste of paper And I splurged, I guess it's just the nigga urge This is The Boondocks I swear yo I’m like

That's the honky tonk truth cross my broken heart I put my right hand here on this beer And swear on this bar I ain't moaning the blues I wouldn't lie to you I'm the life of the party baby since you said good bye Just ask old Joe He knows I'm here

The future looks good Woke up starin' at this, starin' at this empty room Looked at thousand different pictures that your mother took of you And the future looks good I swear that you are, you are the future You, you, you You see I had this crazy dream

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands. Is it the same for you? Archaic and content you just wash them off Well I swear there's a ghost on this Island His hands, all covered in blood My wife inquired of understanding But of course my dear, you