Don't tell I'm wrong, I could be there I just want to be around you Is that too much to ask? Don't tell I'm wrong So tired of these roads going nowhere But I know your love takes me somewhere When I look into your eyes Boy, I'm feeling delirious But you

When I look at you it's like I've been baptised It's so spiritual like I've been sanctified Oh I'm drunk in love and you're Beyoncé Let's get it on All I gotta say is I feel like a rolling stoner Don't think I can keep my composure Girl, until the night

And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie You look happy Flashing back to New York City Changing flights so you'd stay with me Now I wish we'd never met 'Cause you're too hard to forget

You want some me so bad Come get this body Say you looking for someone that'll last I know you looking for someone that'll last Don't be faking, faking, no Right Now Sound

Now I’m nobody’s fool Don’t wanna be nobody’s fool It ain't no fun anymore Had the time of my life Before I could see What was really going on And what you really thought of me Look at me now, eyes open wide Wiser today and driving away with my shattered

In a great big world, spinnin' around People walkin' around on shaky ground My foundation's solid Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea It's you that keeps me solid I don't own nothin' new I might look like a mess to you This ol' thing I drive

I’m finna pull up right on ‘em Your ho wanna fuck, I don’t want her Popped a perc and I’m geeked in Aroma You rented it, I’m the owner Took your ho cause she gave me a boner Look at my dab persona In the trap I serve a stoner My niggas came from the

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck, live fast die young Get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I don't want time, just face Put it all on her face I ain't gonna stop getting high Fuck that, look at me now It's been a

Look at me, fuck on me Yah, ayy, yah Ayy, ayy, ayy I'm like "Bitch, who is your mans?" ayy Can't keep my dick in my pants, ayy My bitch don't love me no mo', ayy

Just don't get along with you Mm, I'm going to be bad no more I said I declare I ain't going to be bad no more When I leave this time baby I'm Going to hang crepe on your door Look it you darling, what do you want me to do Look it ya darling, what do you