Show you love 'Cause I just wanna show you love Show you love, show you love, oh I just wanna show you love Invite you inside, so you'll see that it's real Yeah this is the moment, the second, the time Now I'm about to lose my mind Yeah I just wanna show

Stop tryna be God Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm That's not who you are That's just not your job Stop tryna be God, God 'Cause air traffic controls the landing Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Puesto pa’l millón, puesto pa’l millón (Yeah) Quiero una mansión, quiero una mansión (Yeah) Y en un Lamborghini hacer un capsulón En las pacas de 100, le salta el mahón (Baby) Y en un Lamborghini, hacer un capsulón En las pacas de 100 le salta el mahón

You should have known The price of evil And it hurts to know That you belong here, yeah Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare No one to call Everybody to fear Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah Nightmare!(now your nightmare comes to life)

Ice tray, young nigga flooded (ice ice ice, yeah) Coupe outside and it's press button (skrt skrt) Got that nigga mad 'cause your bitch fuckin' (hah) Fuck it, ice tray the gang (fuck it), ice tray the gang (woo) Ice tray the gang (ice), ice tray the gang

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

I can be messy I can be messy, yeah, I admit it Oh, no changin' Oh, no changin' I can be cruel sometimes, outta my mind Insecure and out the door I can be hard to handle Dance around the house with nothin' but the radio on I can get crazy, yeah, I admit

You got me runnin', you got me runnin' Oh no no never thought I'd feel so low But I ain't gonna hide And yesterday everything seemed okay Yeah you better run and hide away Oh you better hide Let me through don't spoil my view I gotta get away, away from

I just wanna know oh, oh, oh, oh Don’t you see me When did you get so cold oh, oh, oh What happened to your soul oh oh oh I thought that we were close Guess you don’t need me Yeah, yeah, only time you ever call me is when you feelin’ like don't nobody

Take the Heartland Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan And keep my friends real