What that makes me If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly Hell I'm proud to be I like an old guitar Playin' a

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need your guiding hand If I'm to make it back Oh, make it back, back, back...

You niggas not makin' no noise I wanted the 'Rari, no Porsche Jumped right off the porch I was trappin', had to make it a sport I'm back on the court Dexter rich forever, pass him the torch Takin' that bitch if she yours You niggas ain't makin' no noise

When I fell into your eyes Never a doubt we would make it if we tried You promised you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark Said your love would be for all time But that was back when you were mine I felt the world was ours for the taking

I'm not ready to make nice I'm not ready to back down I'm still mad as hell, and I don't have time To go 'round and 'round and 'round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could 'Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is

You're gorgeous You make me so happy, it turns back to sad, yeah There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have You're so gorgeous You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You should take it as a compliment And I'm so furious At you for making me feel

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies Spend that money fast if I have to Make that money back if I had you Coordinate the tan with the beans in my Rockstar skinnies (Straight up!) I'mma need some more, need

'Cause I'm takin' it back where it all began I'd take it all back if it'd just make you understand The house on the cape, the place on the sand I think I'll go it alone, you should've shown me if you cared Lies will turn a heart into stone, few would

Only makes me love you more 'Cause trying not to love you How could anyone ask for more? But if there's a pill to help me forget, God knows I haven't found it yet But I'm dying to, God I'm trying to Trying not to need you, is tearing me apart Can't see