Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see

You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

The moon's a harsh mistress And the moon's a harsh mistress See her how she flies Golden sails across the sky Close enough to touch But careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine

Wait, mmm, wait All of your pressure brings Making me questions things I know what you're trying to hear And I wanna say it to you but you need to I'm trying, give me a second I wanna take the time to do what's right 'Cause I can't rush decisions, give

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

You gotta love it You better own it And god knows it You gutta shu uh shove it I'm gonna make things happen Goin' round n' round n' round... Any way you can feel it You shouldn't try to conceal it baby You got to make up your mind Any way I can steal it

You Can Catch Me In The Hood, Up To No Good, With That Mac Like Right Beside Me, I ain't Buying No Niggas, Eyeing My Figures, Deprive Me Of My Life, Try me, I'mma Rip Up Tissue, Homie I won't Miss You, This'll Be The Day That You Dying, Nigga I'm

You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head

Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me