I can't eat and I can't sleep It's turning me every way but loose He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you No doubt love's got a hold on you Sounds like love's got a hold on you I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak I called my doctor

Girl I've got your number, call you when the If you look like you wanna, baby I don't Mind if I do, do, do In the sweat I could drown If you look like you wanna, Baby I don't mind if I do, do, do Music is through, through, through Then you've gotta pin

Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life

Who's your daddy, who's your baby? Don't you sweat it Everything is waiting inside for you Who's your buddy, who's your friend? And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to I got the money if you got the honey Let's cut a deal let's make a plan Who's

We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods

(Pull up on me) I been stressed out (yeah) I ain't feeling my best (no) All they want is my sex I got the best out (I got the best) I'll do some things you won't believe So many weaves, I done sweat out Think I might've found love one time Think I

All I gotta do is play it cool And end the night with a kiss My hands are sweatin' heavy Something she's got got me feeling like this Hey, hey baby's on the way I ain't been doin to right Since I met her last night Some kinda burnin' breakfast Lost at

Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Drugs got me sweatin', but the room gettin' colder Lookin' at the devil and the angel on my shoulder Will I die tonight? I

Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do? Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP Bino so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say

But all the ho shit still so smelly Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty Belch wrong, get your throat slashed Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash? Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga Nigga with