Yesterday is history All we have is this moment So why don't you be here with me? Be here with me now Tomorrow's unspoken To put our love into motion Can you tell me Who called the race? Can anyone stay in one place?

Money on the floor just like some shoes Woke up with my toolie, what it do? Meet me in the alley with the troops I got red shooters, I got blue Let that thing down then point at you Bentley or the 'Rari, hoe, let's choose We gon' the rob the bank, bring

Me, got it out the mud, they respect that Me, always spread the love when I get back You, got your hand out, that's a bitch move You, always complaining like a bitch do Me, still right here with who I came with Me, self-made, my circles on the same shit

Time passes in the constant state And I wouldn't understand that I would try to play along I took it with me But when things are thrown away like they are daily So if that is how it is I don't wanna be a star But a stone on the shore Long door, frame the

Hello, is it me you're looking for? 'Cause I wonder where you are And I wonder what you do Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you? Tell me how to win your heart For I haven't got a clue I've been alone with you inside my mind And in

Like a beer can in a truck bed I just wanna roll around with you On a slow ride in the sunset Bouncin' down a small town street Let's pop the top right off this thing I need a cold drink 'cause you're a hot mess Let the night do what it does best Shake

Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather Just let me cry a little bit longer I ain't gon' smile if I don't want to I wish we were all rose-colored too My rose-colored boy I had to break it, the wars are raging on And I have taken my glasses

My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, I want you to play with my ding-a-ling! We got to do our alma matter, we must do our alma matter When I was a little bitty boy My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was

La la la la la la la la I'm selfish, I know While he's touching your skin "Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?" La la la la la la la la (whoa) But I don't ever want to see you with him

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a