It won't make me love you any less If you're hoping we'll be home Don't be afraid to ask for help Don't hide behind me You're strong enough to face the fall Woah, it won't make me love you any less Sunlight is too much for you to bear It's high time you

Granddaddy's gun It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale It's just a double barrel 12 The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one I

Todo me gusta Solo me dice Y no dice mas nada Y me repite Tu nombre, tu mirada, tu boca sensual Tu pelo, tu blue jeanes, tu forma casual Tu risa, tu caricia, tu modo especial Tu cicla tu mochila tu ser natural

'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

Gun fighting Fatality, boy Hell fire, boy I stay for eternity For you, for you Sometimes I keep you in my mind Sometimes I let you go up high I'm using everything I find Do anything to keep you tied up

I came to get somethin?, I ain't worried 'bout nothin? Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin? Strap like it's legal, ridin? around bumpin? If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggaz anyway They could drop

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing Forty thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another twenty on the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get money out the ass (you see it) I

Thirteen times and it's been lucky for me Because I've lived, how many times do I have to die? Because I've lived, how many lives do I have to die? After everything, you still want me to bleed Thirteen ways to see the devil in my eyes Because I stood

Give me one night to mend the pain Because the second we touch, you'll forget the day You were done with love Oh, you were done with love You think you're done with love In this short life was you If you're done with love All I ever really wanted Baby,

I'm boss with it, authentic, all y'all frauds better Quit with the trash talk before you get tossed in it Y'all tripping, bar ripping, y'all sipping too much, right to the palms dripping Lost in it, thoughts different, you don't want no drama? Then don't