Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say I tried with you And getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're trying to make

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Get my money, buy my medicine Buy my medicine, buy my medicine Girl my love's gonna last, just as long as my high Yeah, I like to dedicate this record right here to my main man Johnny Cash, a real American gangster I got my nephew Whitey Ford on the

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

It's the same old you The same old you Cause until I get to leaving It's just the same old me too When you get to drinking When you're on the town In church on Sunday Getting high when the sun goes down And I think I'm done with you

With this pain inside of my chest Got no choice but to carry on, uh How did you get here? I'm drunk and confused High up, but you fall down harder Carry on, life flies, so just carry on I tried to be patient with you Trapped in the concept

You know I'm a high roller Before I was on, fucked on the twins Wake up every day, know that I am blessed Counting up my cake, getting all them checks Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just trying to flex Why you want to hate, you do it the best I'm a high roller

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

I don't wanna go to school I just wanna break the rules Comin' up until we die Boys and girls across the world Putting on our dancing shoes Going to the discotheque Getting high and getting wrecked Na-na na na And never stop, it's how we ride

This time it's goodbye trouble I feel the light at the end of this tunnel I get stronger with every step Come Hell, come high water You push on me I'm going to push back harder I got a whole lot more than a little bit left Oh, don't put dirt on my grave