So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest I should've lied But now you're mad at me, I'm just being honest How 'bout from now on, you'll write the script, I'll read the lines I should've never, I should've never opened up (I'm just being

Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Hey hey sha la la Who's gonna drown in your blue sea? Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee? Don't turn around, don't turn around again You're dangerous 'cause you're honest You're dangerous, you don't know what you want

Ride it out You can always call me 'Cause all we ever do is love Girl, you ain't alone, we all been alone Baby just be honest (X-O) Don't you worry 'bout a thing Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron Blunts to your face, you don't wanna sing no more Lost

That you asked 'Cause honestly I've been Out of touch and out of reach Just looking for someone, anything That's finally gonna put me back I'd be all about it I'd do anything, anything Put me back, put me back

I just want them dead presidents Presidents-dents, them presidents I-I-I-I thought I knew you Honestly I think this shit excites you But baby I guess I didn't I-I-I thought you was down for real (down for real) Thought you would stick around for real

Let's be honest For my sake Stop slowing me down Stop holding me up And that's enough I'm never looking back I'm at it fast But what you lost was me

My boy, my boy, my boy Don't love me like he promised He ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest (Alright dude, go trip over a knife) And if you want a good girl, then goodbye My boy's being sus and he don't know how to cuss

Don't you be fake with me You can be honest with me Who could relate to me? Don't go near me like it's Vegas Man this life ain't no vacation (Don't you be fake with me) (You could be on this brigade) I made it out the city quick Mom finally proud of me

Skylarking, skylarking That's what youth do today Before they stand up firm on their feet Get a likkle work, a likkle work And earn their bread honestly Beggin' you a five cent, sir Beggin' you a ten cent, sir Cannot help, no, cannot help So if you all

If teardrops could be bottled There'd be swimming pools filled by models Told a tight dress is what makes you a whore If "I love you" was a promise Would you break it, if you're honest Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before I don't wanna be you