I'm dreaming of a white Christmas The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

It's getting closer now We're better off without you Feel the pressure I can feel the pressure And I had to let them go Feeling empty, I can Some things I'll never know Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent

I'm only getting in where I fit in This a two-seater you cannot sit in I got a dub in the rear end I got caught when I fucked her friend Say I wouldn't do it and did it again I got some dogs who want me to win Went to the lot and bought a new Benz I hit

Before I say goodbye I'd like to say good day And I hope you say "good buy" When they ask was it worth for you to pay For my music, for pressin' play For all the stress that went into my songs My love and hate The most honest I could be with you to date

I began to understand why God died The air begins to feel a little thin And then I felt chills in my bones The breath I saw was not my own I knew my skin that wrapped my frame Wasn't made to play this game And then I saw him, torch in hand He laid it

That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' I woke up this morning, I had a boner I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner I be going through shit,

Leave me alone I don't think it's going to happen anymore You took my thoughts from me, now I want nothing more And did you think you could just take it all away I don't think it's happening, this is what I say 'Cause I found it all So I don't think it's

Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche I brought them bottles on bottles I fuck with models on models I'll take that bitch with molly I got the racks on racks Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign Check out my campaign, campaign,

What's my age again, what's my age again? Nobody likes you when you're twenty three My friends say I should act my age And that's about the time she walked away from me I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We

Devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chickens in the bread pen pickin' out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no. The devil went down to Georgia, He was looking for a soul to steal, He was in a bind he was way behind, he was willin' to make