I got a man that's that's always late Any time we have a date But I love him Yes I love him I'm gonna walk up to his gate See if we can't get this thing straight 'Cause I want him And I'm gonna have him Say is you is, or is you ain't my baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me The irony, I used to iron jeans that had the heavy crease You know my destiny is somewhere over the catastrophe You know your majesty You don't smoke strong, that's muscle atrophy That's That's such a

Please don't stop The video stop When it's nothing, loving, nothing That's That's all you admire Got no time for me, you ain't got no time for me While it's true It's all good now And these tears Fall in the sunlight

Holla holla Holla holla At you girl Let me holla at you girl Got all these gorilla's here, all these women here 'Cause my Lamborghini doors go up and down Somebody here goin' That's why I'm tryna Holla, holla

That's what country is It's homemade peach ice cream on sunburnt lips It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hide away bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's that's never fell

I just wanna talk to ya, talk to ya Maybe I can mend your heart with mine Take you from my broken paradise (paradise, paradise) Take you from my broken paradise I know it's hard to trust someone like me When it's my reputation that's that's first to speak I

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

If you ask me I'm ready I was wondering maybe Could I make you my baby If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy You give me a feeling that I never felt before Its becoming something that's that's impossible to ignore Or would it be so beautiful

I still hear you sing my sweet love Evelyn In fact I'm so lonely I Dance with delusional angels of sin Kill false demons you might kill false angels too That's That's not what we wanna do Evelyn visions in the sky, all on my shoulder, all in my mind In fact I'm

If I had to lose a mile If I had to touch feelings I would lose my soul The way I do I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect And that's that's old news Would you like to hear my voice