Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen, fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment, I sold a lot of shit Woke up in the mornin', bust down me a brick East Atlanta, Zone 6, Gucci really rich Heard I killed a man allegedly, but I didn't bust a

I keep bad bitches all around me I got good drank, so my niggas and these bitches can't be straight They tryna down me But I don't give a fuck 'cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight They tryna clown me But I got blinders on and I see nothin'

Oh, sunny days She keeps on praying Oh, oh, ooh Lift me when I'm down No more butterflies 'cause they don't never last Stolen from the light by demons of the past It's always raining Break you through the clouds She woke up in the morning

Whataya want from me Please don't give in, I won't let you down He messed me up, need a second to breathe Just keep coming around Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) Hey, whataya want from me Just don't give up, I'm workin' it out Hey, whataya

Don't wait up It didn't matter that we weren't on the list 'Cause we were misfits, we were misfits They called us crazy 'cause we never fit in We never thought of keeping up with their trends I know you're there, I know you are And after all we never

Getting the cool with the happy, they went fire People downing in the middle of the parties again Seems to feel that beat you can't stop bouncing Why don't we keep the rhythm just how it sounds Now people wanna stop the frenzied happening But I need you

Want to whole lotta love Ah-keep it cooling baby I'm gonna give you my love A-way, way down inside Whole lotta love I'm gonna give ya my love My, my, my, my Hey, oh, hey, oh A-keep it cooling baby

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists

Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing When the rain washes you clean, you'll know Now here you go again, you say You want your freedom Well who am I to keep you down It's only right that you should Play the way

You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road They used to tell me boy you ain't goin' nowhere With your cheap guitar and your big long hair You gotta realize all your responsibilities You gotta