I'mma tell you, I'mma tell you this right now If you, if you woke up this mornin', nigga you winnin' for real I got a big amount, I took a different route I am the pick of the litter I was in juvy, they gave me community I had to pick up some litter I

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing

It's real and this here is all mine Dim the lights and we still gon' shine (gon' shine) So we turned nothing into something and we still got time (turn up) Take the wheel and we still gon' ride (keep ridin') For a lifetime, lifetime, yeah Lifetime,

Ayy, I need some love Girls can't never say they want it Girls can't never say how Girls can't never say they need it Girls need love, too Honestly, I'm tryna stay focused You must think I've got to be joking when I say I don't think I can wait

One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

Come back baby, you'll find a change in me. Everybody, they ought to change sometime, Everybody, we ought to change sometime, Because sooner or later we're going down in that lonesome ground. Change in the weather, change in the sea, Because sooner or

Damn, it feels good to be me I'll be alright Rollin' these streets all summer long Damn, I got it all figured out I got no worries that I'm worried about Coltrane love supreme It's like I caught some crazy, happy disease It feels so good Nobody blowin'

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

Is just a grain of sand And what you've been out there searching for forever Is in your hands Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing What you got if you ain't got love The kind that you just want to give away It's okay to open up Go ahead and let

Pretty little thing Sometimes you gotta look good And let the world see All the beauty that you're made of Nobody can tell Your my Virginia bluebell My Virginia bluebell 'Cause the way you hang you head Carrying the weight on the end of a limb