Like a boomerang, like a boomerang 'round You can always bring me down but I come around Like a boomerang like a boomerang 'round It's like you cannot see it's just what I wanted Why can't you leave me 'cause I am saying that I had it all I cannot take

Gotta let me get it out Don't wanna spend another day Unless I feel like you make me It's not just when I'm in bed Sometimes I'm so frustrated I keep it all in my head ?Til I just can't take it no mo' It's not just when I get mad

Whether we like it or not The best I can tell The world’s gone to hell I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Well, it’s all going to pot And we’re all gonna miss it a lot All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the

Even if we try and it all burns down We can, we can, we can work it out We can, we can, we can, we can work it out But we can, we can, we can, we can work it out Don't you walk away I've given too much of me Can't you understand? I know that it's hard to

I keep my wits 'bout me Especially right now, I got a rich bounty I can tell that you don't give a shit 'bout me I keep the same people that's been 'round me Yeah, a lot changed but I'm still the same old me I'd still rather make a song than go to KOD

Please, don't let me hurt you more In my hair and in my thoughts It's in your stare and at your core She knows a good thing now With our own cost and all can hear the word We spend the whole days all We're feeling more apart And we know you can do more I

What does it take to be a man? What does it take to see It's all heart and soul A gentle hand So easy to want and so hard to give How can you be a man 'Til you see beyond the life you live? Oh, what does it take to be a man? We can be blind, but a man

Tell 'em that is my birthday When I party like that Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me Every night's my birthday They don't know, so it's okay Jazz it up, jazz it up Happy as can be, falling into you, falling into me How do

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

I remember being broke and down bad Now I pay nothing for my sneakers 'cause I'm NAV He can't get a feature so he mad I ain't nothing like these rappers they won't last I don't wanna call her now she sad It's 'cause I'm getting money fucking bitches