If I had a diamond heart If I was unbreakable Give you all I’ve got I’d give you all my love You could shoot me with a gun of gold I’d walk straight through the bullet Bendin’ like a tulip Blue-eyed and foolish

Hey lady, you got the love I need Maybe more than enough Oh darling, darling, darling Walk a while with me Ohh, you've got so much, so much, so much Many have I loved, and many times been bitten Many times I've gazed along the open road Many times I've

I walk into the club like, everybody hates me Yeah, I just want to drink tequila with my friends So I walk into the club like, everybody hates me I'm talkin' to myself, shit, now they think I'm crazy I walk into the club like, everybody hates me

Keep me alive You should walk away with me In your heart Keep me in your mind You don't have to speak Of our past, just Keep me in your life

Big money on me, nigga, I'ma run it up 'Cause I remember I was broke and I ain't have enough Now I'm fly, she like to back it up No surprise, now she fuck with us No surprise, now she fuck with us (ay, ay, ay) I walk in the bank, look like a walking lick

All I wanna do Is hang with you Every day in summer shade Is be with you Be with you, oh yea Ooooh ooooh yea yea ‘Cause sun is setting soon Honey honey I won’t let you walk alone

Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh) Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh Damn, everybody do wanna be me

It's all about Him It's all about Him Let His love in And the love that He gives Redemption and hope For all who have sinned You can walk all alone, never find your way home 'Til you see deep within Let His love in

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh