Well just me and my wine Oh, well I'm down in the alley of sally And I'm feeling my way And it's four in the morning I don't have a lot I can say I know I'm looking for some satisfaction But there ain't much news

Yeah, more than you know I just need to get it off my chest You should know that baby you're the best 'Cause it ain't over, until she sings I saw it coming, from miles away I better speak up if I got something to say You had your reasons, you had a few

To love somebody You don't know what it's like, baby You don't know what it's like The way I love you If I ain't got you, ain't got? There's a light A certain kind of light That never shone on me I want my life to be lived with you

(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not

She want me, I ain't want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, don't get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin' paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet 'em over there

Ddrat, da-da-da-um-da Look back at it I get goosebumps when I look at it She ain’t never do this before, but she good at it Oh, girls just wanna have fun with it These girls ain’t really no good for me, yeah Ddrat, da-da, da Drdat, da-da-da, da Ddrat,

All my life, one page at a time I'll show you my, my true colors No, no, no, no, I won't apologize for the fire in my eyes Let me show you my, my true colors, it ain't no rainbow I'm not afraid, I'm not Stars fall at my feet, keep me grounded as I reach

You Can Catch Me In The Hood, Up To No Good, With That Mac Like Right Beside Me, I ain't Buying No Niggas, Eyeing My Figures, Deprive Me Of My Life, Try me, I'mma Rip Up Tissue, Homie I won't Miss You, This'll Be The Day That You Dying, Nigga I'm

If I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my

You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money I got a lot of loot, and I ain't lookin' for a lady And you can never pay me, I'm from Uptown, baby I wake up in the mornin', take a piss, and wash my hands Take a knee,