I mean, I mean, um A lot of mothafuckas don't even understand this The only ones who understand it is real mothafuckas Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa Bitch, bitch, bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Sheck Wes, me, mothafucka

I'm proud of the house we built It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steel A lot of things will come and go but love never will It's not a big place sittin' up high on some hill I dropped to my knees in that field on your daddy's farm Asked you to

Fever. You set my soul on fire Fever. You fill me with desire Fever. You always get it right Fever. All day and all night I'd spend my days alone I used to stay at home Lost in seclusion there Like I was in a cell A captured heart as well

Please don’t pass me by If I'm walking but I don’t know why Can you love me if I put up a fight? You see my oldest friend Tell her that I’m gone again You take my old guitar The one that I once said was ours Don’t be blue You hum that old tune

Never gonna have to try to pretend Never, never, never I'll never love again I'll never gonna love again And I never wanna clarify And justify So I run and hide All my hate inside

Where are you now There's cops on the road, fuck 'em Wherever you go, I'ma follow You got the cash, well I'm about to come in and embezzle Man I'm on a whole 'nother level I put the bass up in your face And you feeling it treble You jokers corny like

Kama Kama Sutra (Kama Kama Sutra) We could call it Kama Sutra Shawty thinking about the future And make me a believer (woop woop) Put it on me I ain't never gone leave ya Tryna tie me up You tryna tie me up (trying tie me up) I'm just tryna pour up (yeah)

Everybody have you heard? And if that mockingbird won't sing And if that diamond ring won't shine Wo, wo, wo, wo, wo And if that peace of mind won't stay I'm gonna find myself a better way I, I, I'll ride with the tide and go with the flow He's gonna buy

Somebody got murdered Somebody's dead forever Sounds like murder! Are they drunk down below? Someone lights a cigarette While riding in a car Some ol' guy takes a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night

Can you break out, Will you live at your own pace Television in disgrace Life you get old, it's the race, Life, so, unnecessary, Now will you live at your own pace?