Like a workhorse stands for miles Work for you and never get tired Roll 'em up it's time to go Slaved into brittle and worked for days Only thing that paves your stay Look behind you see what you've made We'll be back before it's too long Shaved into

You stole my happy You made me cry You took the lonely and took me for a ride Boy you blew it You put me through it I wanna un un un un undo it Na na na na na And I wanna un un un un undo it You had my heart now I want it back

Black boy fly Watch that black boy fly So I'm saying "What up what up. Nigga you made it." So I'm saying "What up what up. Nigga I hate it." I used to be jealous of Aaron Afflalo Frustrated and I'm riding down the back streets Making my conscious ask me

Mama don't you know Early mornin' lookin' tired and worn And lookin' out for the enemy You made all the way to Hudson Bay But you're right back here with me Tryin' to run away Your lips are sealed

La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la (this one's for you) I think I made it, I think I made it I think I made it 'Cause I'm always smiling, and you are the reason now Girl, I can't explain it I had to get back, I had to report I had to get facts 'cause

There ain't nothing like the real thing baby Ain't nothing like the real thing There ain't nothing I'm talking genuine Made in the USA And you can't go back once you get a taste It was in a crystal bottle on his desk He'd save it for the times to not

Momma put a bible in my glove box And a hot homemade apple pie in the passenger seat She said "you'll always be my baby" She planted a kiss and a couple of tears on my cheek Dad slipped me some traveling cash through a map with it highlighted right on

But I'll never get over losing you Was a fool with my money And I lost every dime The sun stopped shining And it rained all the time It did set me back some But I've made it through Do you know how much you mean to me? Should've told you but it's through

So, say something, I'm not holding back Before the scene we made goes and fades to black Sometimes, it's one thing And next time, it's nothing It's more than mistrusting It ends up just crushing me Stop with the fighting I know it's the right thing I

Looking back on those days of thunder I shake my head and I have to wonder How we ever made it through that There's a road and a restless wind Ain't it good to feel that way again Here we are, the way we were A lot of trucks lined up down by the lake