I'm with that woop Fuck all that turn up the headphones shit But turn up my headphones anyway Huh? (Boom production) Turnt gangster Sir, bun up the main road Run up and stay low Turn up the radio Dirt, straight family

Whatever happens But it ain't easy And we'll kiss before we say 'goodnight' And be happy, anyway We'll have some love along the way We'll look for some words of love to say And smile..mmmmm It may happen anyway And whatever happens

Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now. Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, everything is gone and I'm tired now. But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old

And I will try Try to hold you Even though love is going to kill me With my arms around your heart They came along and washed my soul so easy High above myself, but I could hear them anyway The wind is taking them away so feathery To show them all the

To think I used to love you But, I'm leaving anyway For reasons I don't know You polished up my halo And I dirtied up your soul I sure had a good time But, we both know I can't stay You made me laugh some You made me cry some too

Everybody tellin' me I need to change But then y'all gon' complain when a nigga change Bossed up you sayin' lately he ain't been the same Fuck it y'all just wanna hate me anyways Fuck it yeah the money gettin' to my brain Yeah, I think I'm all that with

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave And don't you dare come running back to me Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Talk dirty to me Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is Will you talk dirty to me? Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

And I will try Try to hold you Even though love is going to kill me With my arms around your heart They came along and washed my soul so easy High above myself, but I could hear them anyway The wind is taking them away so feathery To show them all the