Sometimes I wonder if you even know And turn that nigga that you with right back into your friend though We already wasted too much time And your time is the only thing I wish was mine I think I'm ready to jump out the window How much you worth, I gotta

Tell me, gypsy, can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come to you my friend For now my life seems at an end I came to see you once before One hundred years ago

I can't control myself around you And only you can chase the pain away You bring too much sunlight to my day Olé, you bring too much sunlight to my day Lowkey, you won't tell none of your friends about me You won't tell them I occupy your dreams and your

Everybody dies famous in a small town Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend maybe knows it just a little too well Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail Hey, word's gonna get around Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to

Raise your horns raise them up to the sky We will drink to glory tonight Raise your horns for brave fallen friends So pour the beer for thirsty men A drink that they have earned And pour a beer for those who fell For those who did not return Victory we

I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a

Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way Two drifters, off to see the world There's such a lot of world to see My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me Moon river, wider than a mile I'm crossing you in style some day You dream maker, you heart breaker

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz Or your bouji friends Looking like diamonds And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum Um, um, um, over to your place! I don’t need love looking like diamonds Okay I’m young and

'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends And we all get together when we bury our friends And you're walking away Do what it takes to survive cause I'm still here And I will die in this place Well you can hide a lot about yourself But honey, what