I get high as the morning sky, this song I sing will never die I get low as a gravel road, in a thousand tongues my story's told Come on boys, you got to do it right Come on boys, I gotta tell you true, I'm a stranger here just like you Well, I'm alive

Gonna make it through this time Everybody falls down, all the way down You just gotta hold on tight You gotta get up, gotta get up It’s gonna be alright I'm never gonna leave your side It’s gonna be alright, ight Ever feel like you can’t breathe

Shouldn't feel so far apart You can choose what you take Why you gotta break and make it feel so hard Watch you when you say What you are and when you blame Everyone, you broken king Watch you change the frame or Watch you when you take your aim At the

I'm high now, I'm high now (I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth) Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man I know you

In this club (Ey!) I wanna make love in this club (Ey!) Lookin' in your eyes While you on the other side And workin' it I do it for the ladies I gotta keep it hood

Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em 'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em Don't rush, take time, take some I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you Now I gotta erase 'em with you I tried to make some with you Look at you now, stuck

Some days you gotta dance Live it up when you get the chance 'Cause when the world doesn't make no sense And you're feeling just a little too tense Gotta loosen up those chains and dance It was about five 'til five on Friday We were all getting ready to

You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your Make money, take money! Why you trickin on them other hoes? Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends Let's be friends (where my niggas at, where my bitches at?) Where my people

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 gotta make it happen! You gotta make it You could wait for a lifetime To spend your days in the sunshine You might as well do the white line 'Cause when it comes on top Is it my imagination Or have I finally found something worth living for?