'Cause I'm no good, pretty mama When you're not around I got whiskey to keep me warm when the sun goes down And this God forsaken honky tonk ain't likely to run out So won't you come on home and save me Stop me before I drown And there's women in this

I've been thinking about you baby It don't matter, when you turn Gonna survive, live and learn By the light of dawn, and in my blues Day and night, I been missing you Almost makes me crazy Come and live with me Either way, win or lose When you're born

I know I thought I can’t let go Well it’s over He won’t take me back when I come around Says he’s sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I’m broken down like a train wreck Can’t let go You told me baby one more time Won’t make me

Alright alright Financially, I'm a pauper, But when it comes to lovin I'm alright. I'm not in a position to maintain you, The way that you're accustomed to, Can't take you out to fancy places, Like other fellows that I know can do, I'm only able to

"G" stands for girl-like Gangsta (Ladies say) Don't make 'em like me anymore So we in danger So at ease, little guy, we out-rank ya And when the G's come around just put your hands up Listen when I speak, Don't talk 'til I say so, Real G's work hard for

I've been thinking about you baby It don't matter, when you turn Gonna survive, live and learn. By the light of dawn, and in my blues Day and night, I been missing you I've been thinking about you baby, Almost makes me crazy, Come and live with me Either

Leave out all the rest When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory I can't be who you are So, if you're asking me, I want you

You've got a friend You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you've got to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will When you're down and troubled And you need some love and

Tellin' me the things you that heard about Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for the wrong things Somethin' feels off when I come around Askin' me questions like, 'what do I believe in?' 'You,' everyone used to say 'til the church lets out That goes

White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Lot of rappers talking that shit, not