(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

I'm living' the life (whooo!) Without the life (god damn) Gotta make it today to live up on the stage (hey) So I'm blowing it up like a high school game I know my place is on this road, my sad story Reflect on all the things that fell behind, can't be

Why are you my clarity? 'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need Chasing relentlessly Still fight and I don't know why If our love is tragedy why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity why are you my clarity? High dive into frozen waves

John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid September harvest and I missed another school day 14 hours worth of dirt and there were lessons learned Waist deep in those fields of gold 7 tons of steel and a twelve year old Working hard just to keep

I don't even smoke no more but somehow I stay high Don't you ever let 'em see you down Quit my job, mum bugged out, made my choice, this is my life And I swear down I can't do this alone, may the dear lord be my guide Heart's too big and it beats too

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don Inna New York City, inna New York City New York girl, dem a mad over we Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don’t catch a homo, grossing our net Simultaneously making me climb higher

My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a

Thief rockers with the full-clip shotters Bring fire to Illuminati zatter Thief rockers that are in the Shaka Bring fire to a false-flag plotter Guided by the One, yes, the Most High Even higher than the all-seeing eye For recognition of I and I true

'Cause life is like a slide show And all the things that I know Through all the highs and lows And all the things that I've seen And all the things that I dream You can't take away from me And all the places I go Hey, when I think about all my time and

So I'm movin' on That big eight-wheeler rollin' down the track Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the