I can make the stars dance The sky is everywhere, so meet me under there I can make the stars dance dance dance with you Light up the moon, I can make the stars dance If you want me to Wake up to your dreams And watch them come true I'll make you whisper

From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) Always, ‘cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) So orchestrated, opponent's heads with this anger So I go straight at opponents' heads with

But I ain't in Checotah anymore I'm in a world so wide It makes me feel small sometimes I miss the big blue skies The Oklahoma kind Where sixty-nine meets forty There's a single-stoplight town And back when I was really young A part of that burned down

Maybe share a drink and talk awhile And reminisce about the days when we were still together And I will meet you there Some time in the future we can share our stories When we won't care about all of our mistakes Our failures, and our glories I’ll keep

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Come on, big dawg, where you wanna meet? (Dawg, where you wanna meet?) This shit, it just fill up my entity (Yeah) Made me just feel like my enemy (Yeah) I might just turn into my inner beast (Yeah) Know we tote choppers, we in the streets (Yeah) You

Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life

When I'm out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh I walk the way I want to walk I talk the way I want to talk Meet me out in the street Girl, I'm down the street I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes When I'm out in the street When I'm out in the street, girl Oh

My bitches love me, yeah (love me, yeah) My bitches love me, yeah My bitches love me, yeah (yeah) I get her Gucci (aye) They give me loyalty I got it untucked We up in Barney's (aye) I'm a good lookin' nigga, I'ma stunt (I'ma stunt) Said, I'm a good