This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall Who are we to be emotional Who are we to play with hearts And throw away it all Who are we to turn each others heads Who are we to find ourselves in other people's beds I don't like the way I

What about that life Trapped in a world where money controls you Hustle hard or be a piece of shit Watching the tears rolling down your face I'm throwing away diamonds Suck my fuck I'm a bad motherfucker not a fucking role model Fuck church, hit a bong,

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

Kick back, move in on the down low Where your sun tan lights up when the stars go Write your name on the fogged up window Throw your feet on the dash, girl you know I'm cool with that And it's Tom Petty Free Fall by midnight Turn it off, turn you on when

Once I throw on this, once I throw on this It's over girl You've been playin' hard to get with me all night We both know exactly what you want right Tell me what you gon' do what you gon' do But I know you gon' stay Break it down break it down down Once

Put it down on me Shawty you a dime why you looking lonely I love the way you grind that booty on me We'll buy another round and it's all on me As long as I'm around put it down on me Just put it down on me Down down on me Don't throw it off the mound

All you got to do is put a drink in my hand To fill it up, or throw it down Yeah fill it up, or throw it down Early Monday morning, til Friday at five Man I work, work, work but I don't climb, climb, climb Boss man can shove that overtime up his can All

Now throw your hands up in the sky Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma I'ma put shit down Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I'm good Welcome to the good life 50 told me go 'head switch the style up And if they hate then

I got my top down on my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bags duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down, speakers bump See me when I pull it up Gucci bag

Mark my words, I won't back down You know nothing, when you tell me That I worship a fabricated story in the sky Throwing away decency because you can't grasp The life of peace and the voice of potency Your words are wasted on me I feel His breath and