Give me back my hometown 'Cause this is my hometown Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Ah ooh, yeah, yeah Damn, I used to love this view Sit here and drink a few Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night Down there it's another touchdown

Ain't a damn thing promised to ya Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya It take a whole lot, just to get a little Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles never, come that easy, but it was easy to lead

Stay schemin' Niggas tryna get at me (dawg) I ride for my niggas I ride for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas I slide for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas Damn, life so short, fuck it, I don't wanna go to court (Huh) Fuck it, got a budget for the

Yeah, I be goin' down in Florida Where the sun shines damn near every day And sit down on the sand and play Yeah, I think I'll go back to Gainesville That's the place I long to be Yeah, I'll take my woman out on the beach Just to see an old friend of

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

Who taught you that, huh? Dolla boy, who taught you how to ball? Dolla, I wanna ménage à trois Dolla you so damn handsome Huh? Who taught you that? Huh? Who told you how to buckle up when you ride it? Like six flags in the bed, body rollercoast Who told

You're worse than nicotine I'm going numb, I've been hijacked It's a fucking drag I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do But I need it so bad Cross my heart and hope to die Burn my lungs and

Got damn, think I need a new hobby Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti Niggas dick riding with a Ducati Ridin' 'round town with the sticks out It's fashion week, so I brought the Rick's out These niggas rats, no Mickey Mouse Spent 160, that's two

Nebabitham Maganane Netabdam daurad Nepam ned abarat-aglar ido Nidir nenakham Bari 'n Katharad 'We deny our maker. We cling to the darkness. We grasp for ourselves power and glory. Now we come, the Nine,

Rock bottom I got nothing left to hide I got nothing left but pride Nothing left to say Don't bring that shit to me I ain't your bitch, I ain't your boy I ain't no god damn motherfucking toy I'm not dead, I'm still alive You don't like it, you can go