Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery Took a shot of Henney, I've been going brazy, brazy They say my whole hood got it under investigation They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk They know we talk that lick talk, that lick

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?

Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet And ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week I like kickin' back on the sofa Flippin'

Was born with a song inside of me Never question why We're running out of it On the day that I die I wanna to say that I Until the very end 'Cause I believe that I And as time goes by Was a man who really lived and never compromised

Me and my team gotta intervene What's the point of livin' if you ain't livin' a dream? We live in a era where everybody want everything Everybody want a better thing Tryna feel ya like it's picture perfect but it's just the editing Man, the game been

(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not

When I die I don't wanna go sober It's the best kind of drug Drunk on the holy lean on your shoulders Sweet like a wine as it gets older 'Cause I love being in love I love being in love I wanna walk that line a little crooked And live my life a little on

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off

On my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by