I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

And I ain't gonna stand for it baby I ain't gonna stand for it baby Nah-ah (nah-ah) Nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) Oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my Don't wanna believe what they're telling me Somebody's been pickin' in my cherry tree Don't

One more night and I can do it I can make you right One more time, one more slide One more cash, baby one more lie we gonna do this straight up we ain't gonna fight Just one more, just one more night One more time, one more night One more baby just get

Hearts ain't gonna, hearts ain't gonna lie Don't take that the wrong way You know what I mean We get along, get along on the outside We're half of the same Won't do this again When love don't feel right Head out the door, but our hearts on the inside

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

Whole gang full of drug addicts (brr!) Whole gang full of drug addicts (ooh, chyeah) Take a lot of shit, forgot what happened (forgot what happened) I ain't gon' lie, I got a habit (ooh, I got a habit) Swear to God, you can't be on my status (I swear to

I want to be loved I'm gonna live I'm gonna survive I'm gonna dream Thinking my life was just a lie I don't want the world to pass me by I ain't gonna die I want to give I'm ready to try

Pull the trigger, ain't nobody gonna do it for you Pull the trigger, don't hesitate, just shoot Pull the trigger Yeah, ey, ah, nothing Ain't nobody gonna do it for you Maybe, you should pull the fucking trigger Yeah, why you believing the propaganda? Why

I've been wanting to coupe ain't no clarity in my whips That Rollie bezzel dazzle, the clarity on my wrist That .40 get to dancin', I carry it on my hip I ain't gon' feel no pressure, don't care how these niggas feel I ain't gon' keep stressin' on