I'm a busy man There's a little boy out in the driveway His basketball in hand Saying Daddy could we play a little one on one You pat him on the back and say not now son His sister's out on the sidewalk Setting up a lemonade stand Hey Daddy don't you

Turn that shit out louder Make it all go faster Playing through the witching hour Take it to one thousand horsepower Get it up get it up feel the alive Turn it up turn it up one more time Time to rewind Back to 1995 when we were nothing Walking through

California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight I'm not the billionaire class I'm from San Lorenzo

Out in the country, back roads and one horse towns. We saw fiddles play our guitars loud. We talk the talk and walk the walk To the honky tonk stomp. Man, standin' on a band stand, band standin' Bendin' and bangin' them strings. Eye candy shakin' on a

I feel like the sky is falling down Ain’t nobody here to play around Push it to the edge, I won’t back down 'Cause it’s time to go hard or go home One way up, no way out I give it all, all for the family We stay up, no bail outs Give it all, all for the

Go on, girl (Go on, girl) Please, don't worry 'bout me, I'm fine (Please, don't worry 'bout me, I'm fine) Only gonna play the fool one time (Only gonna play the fool one time) Trust me when I say that I'll be okay But I don't want it back I realized that

Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all "Good God Almighty, like back in the old days You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock But

He's gone country, look at them boots He's gone country, back to his roots He's gone country, a new kind of suit He's gone country, here he comes He's gone country She's been playing in a room on the strip for ten years in Vegas Every night she looks in

These niggas won't hold me back These hoes wanna hold me back These hoes won't hold me back These hoes wanna hold me back, no Pussy ho, pussy ho I see how these niggas playin' But I could adapt I look in my fridge, my shit lookin' scarce I got a few

It means nothing to me Every moment is dead to me Play it back, play it back A living heart attack Take my eyes, I cannot see sense Past and future tense Safe and sound, anywhere but here I see it crystal clear, but it means nothing to me The empty