VVS's in my tennis bracelets Could've bought my mama a Mercedes (mama) Still bought my mama a Merecedes (mama) Put a hundred racks in my mama's savings (racks) Fuck all that bullshit, keep me a full clip (fuck it) Dressed in all white like some cool whip

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

So close to giving up cause faith is so hard to find Could someone deliver us and send us some kind of sign Believe it or not, everyone have things that they hide Believe it or not, everyone keep most things inside Believe it or not, everyone believes in

Can't you see that it's just rainin' We could pretend it all the time There ain't no need to go outside You hardly even notice When I try to show you this Song is meant to keep you Wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in

And I know you wouldn't I don't feel that she's mine enough God, I feel I couldn't have you windin' up Butterfly in my wrist I live for now, I don't know what happen after here Keep that same energy You make pretty women out of my skin And I don't feel

'Cause when I see your face my own senses leave me I just can't Keep me up all night, I'm not sleeping I'm closing my eyes just to keep on dreaming Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that, I just can't

Oh, Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more You led me away from home Just to save you from being alone Wake up, Maggie I think I got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused, but I feel

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get