Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing Ridin 'round, out of bounds 40 cal, 30 rounds Never gonna love no broke ass bitch,

The war is over And I won't let you pull me in Because I know you're gonna win (The war is over) but the war is over (the war is over) And I won't fight you anymore I've never been so sure (The war is over) 'cause the war is over All I have to say is you

So baby when I get famous Everybody's gonna see You never really knew me There's diamonds hiding in my hands They're gonna cut through the windows Ain't no one messing with my plans Right now my star is in limbo Sit back and watch my scrawny frame

We can put the kettle on Girl, just come round mine tonight I've got wine and make-up wipes Talk 'bout how he's not the one But, I'm never gonna say I told you so Da-dum, da-dum How are you feeling, girlfriend?

We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling

Are you ready I'm coming up with all my girls Good times rule, so no curfew Let your hair down Are you, yeah We're gonna party like there's never a worry 'cause Tonight you get to be a superstar We're showing off our moves, the breeze so cool (yeah)

The best I ever had I'd gladly lose me to find you I'd call that a bargain I'd gladly give up all I got To catch you I'm gonna run and never stop I'd pay any price just to win you Surrender my good life for bad To find you I'm gonna drown an unsung man

But let me tell you somethin my dear I might stay up drunk on wine, hurt like hell, and ugly cryin' black mascara tears I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find another love like mine, I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find, no So

Ain't that a bitch I feel just like I'm losin' my mind 'Cause love is like the right dress On the wrong girl You never know what you're gonna find Freak out! I'm alone now You think you're high and fine as wine On a cold night, yeah Ain't that a bitch,

So give me the hard stuff The kind that makes you real 'Cause I want the hard stuff When they're throwin' sticks and stones I'm never gonna give you up I'll be there when the storm comes We can cut each other to the bone Yeah I want the hard stuff (hard