Baby, I ain't got no time for you (No Time, No Time) I gotta keep it all the way 100 I'm to busy chasing money Is you fucking with me? I'm really in the streets I don't want you to leave But if I gotta choose No, I ain't got no time for you So what am I

Mine would be you Sun keeps shining, back road flying Singing like crazy fools Making up our own words Laughing 'til it hurts Baby, if I had to choose My best day ever My finest hour, my wildest dream come true What's your all time high, your good as it

Baby you are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted I can't stop Don't care if I lose I'm going down in flames for you One more thing I'm addicted too Remember when I dove Into the crowd And I got a bloody knee

I, I'm a do you dirty Say you love me now, baby, it's too early You think you love me now, I think you should be worried Swear you see the good in me But that don't beat the hood in me And I got my intentions and use Guess I'm make believe 'cause baby, I

Feel, feel good You make me feel good You make me feel, make me Make me feel, feel good Hold me like you want to Tell me what you're into Let me take you back to old school Baby let me show you It's a big ol' world out there

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer I ain't seen my baby since night before last Gettin' high Knocked out And by the time Hey mister bartender, come here I want another drink and I want it now My baby, she gone, she been gone two night And then I sit

Neon lights Like neon lights Baby when they look up at the sky We'll be shooting stars just passing by You'll be coming home with me tonight And we'll be burning up like neon lights You're all I see in all these places You're all I see in all these faces

Don't shoot love baby Don't shoot love Don't shoot When you get that feeling I got my hands up screaming Shoot the lights out Got my hands up screaming So go ahead pull the trigger Go ahead pull the trigger

I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce deuce 14 years later going hard, like

I got the mad man blues Man don't you know, don't you know I go home at night about half past four All that knocking on my door I love these women, gonna treat them right Ain't gonna fuss and ain't gonna fight You beg me now baby and not before I'm gonna