I been through a lot So don't try to stop me 'Cause I been through a lot I been through a lot, whoa They think that they got me, no But they cannot stop me They cannot stop me No, no they cannot stop me Swear I been through a lot

This your favorite song When they put it on Girl I know you know it's all about you I ain't saying no names But you know what I'm saying I can tell it by the way that you move I bet you think this song is about you Got a room full of fly girls Got a

I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank

I think that she knows Those flashing lights come from everywhere She's got me love stoned The way they hit her I have to stop and stare Man, I swear she's bad, and she knows The way they hit her I just stop and stare I think that she knows, think that

They ain’t got nothing on you, Hoes ain’t got nothing on you I think that shit just paranoia She think I’m with another woman Another woman that gon' keep me comin' Dirty hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you I swear them hoes, they ain’t got nothing on

Don't you think they'd know what I'm worth? I'm high as a kite Flying like a beautiful bird Why I gotta come down to earth? I think I'm going parasailing Miles above, it's so serene I'm letting go of all the troubles That I've seen, that I've seen Way up

I can sabotage me by myself I try to keep going but it's not that simple I think I'm a little bit caught in the middle Gotta keep going or they'll call me a quitter I don't need no help Don't need no one else Yeah, I'm caught in the middle And I'm just a

I don't know nobody Who thinks that they're somebody Who smiles at everybody You gotta lose you just a little Lose your cool just a little I won't judge you a little Not even a little bit I know you're fuckin' sick of it

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'

Mr. Saturday night special But put a man six feet in a hole Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' Two feet they come a creepin' Like a black cat do And two bodies are layin' naked A creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps