I make her think I love her Just so I can fuck her when I want Gotta take these trips, gotta get it, hold up Say she see me gettin' money She ain't know like she know Girl I, girl I I can't open up to you Now every time I'm around you I feel so amazing

So this world can't find a way to leave you cold And know you're not the only ship out on the ocean Save your strength for things that you can change Forgive the ones you can't You gotta let it go La la la la la la (let it go, let it go) let it go Spent

I'm already gone What you see's not what you get You know you did it To find someone to live for in this world There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight Just a bridge that I gotta burn You are wrong If you think you can walk right through my door

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is But I need that one thing And fall into my arms instead So get out, get out, get out of my head And you've got that one thing Something’s gotta give now 'Cause you've got that one thing So get out, get out, get out

All hail rock and roll Gotta take it back, we gotta take control Write this on my tombstone We fucking live for the music Rise up or just get fucked, uh, you know it This is our time, reignite All of the flames that have died for quite some time We can't

Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold Somebody, somebody tell me Woman, ain't that a kindness Baby, ain't that a kindness Somebody, somebody please You gotta dig it baby Yes, yes, yes know the deserts couldn't hold all the love that I

You gotta know Let my love adorn you These lips can't wait to taste your skin, baby, no, no And these eyes, yeah, can't wait to see your grin, ooh ooh baby Just let my love Just let my love adorn you Please baby, yeah You know that I adore you

Don't know what it is that I gotta do But something that do I'd get another drink if I wanted to I would get another girl But I can't get, I can't get, I can't get you I can't get, I can't get, I can't get you I get bored, I get drunk I get drunk, I get

I'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only Gotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is I'm way flyer my pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy you know what it is Ain't about drama you don't want no problems I'll up that Llama boy you

These lips, can't wait to taste your skin, baby And these eyes, can't wait to see your grin, ooh ooh baby Just let my love, just let my love adorn you, please baby And you gotta know, you gotta know You know that I adore you, yeah baby Baby these fist