Goddamn you say you'll get up with me. You're the crowd, come on give it back to me. You're the crowd come on give it back to me. You won't beg for me, beg for me, beg for me. You won't beg for me, be there for me, beg for me. Everyone is looking at me.

I see you with it, I'm with it, my nigga, let's get it This bankroll got hundreds and fifties All too familiar, admit it, I'm truly committed My palms consistently itching Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these Benjis Back to back Maybachs

This the shit that I live for With the people I'd die for Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (lose control) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night

We might just get hit with the R.I.C.O. Views, views, views Old ways, new women, gotta keep 'em balanced The girl of your dreams, to me is probably not a challenge I've been counted out so many times I couldn't count it Funny how now my accountant is

Can you feel me? Would you touch me? Can you help me? Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Hey you, don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight

That's all I need in my fantasy No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get high with me, you come down with me Give you some of me, you want all of me And get high with me, and come down with me I'm way too antsy, cause my ambition's

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits

Yea, I'm in love with a girl in a 4 wheel drive. She has a large time in a large machine. Man I wonder how she gets up in that thing. And someday soon, I'm gonna climb right up and take a little ride in her big ol' truck. Chrome steel bumpers and red

This is the business Prepare to take witness And the headline is that We runnin' shit To the type of ish that we on, we on By the time that you get there We already been there We done packed up

I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I