Ay, tell me what you gon' see looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Who the fuck is that? Yeah, bitch, it's me, it's me So humble, I'm so humble Won't be worth for damn if you ain't living it right All we know is stripes, learned to die for

It wont be like this for long One day soon we'll look back laughin' At the week we brought her home This phase is gonna fly by So baby just hold on It won't be like this for long He didn't have to wake up He'd been up all night Laying there in bed

Don't be gone Won't you stay alive? I'll take you on a ride I will make you believe you are lovely You say things with your mouth, cobwebs and flies come out You say things with your mouth, cobwebs and flies come out You say things with your mouth

(Oh oh) and it’s you I'll come for And I’m gonna see that you won't go far (oh oh) You better run, you better run so Did it make you feel so clever Did you wear it on your sleeve Where I was not a part so far entwined There's no other way, never run far

Oh oh oh, oh oh I wear these heavy chains around my neck like a prisoner Loosen up my chains, or I'm a condemned prisoner Oh I, I tried so hard to change But the devil locked my door I just wanna love But he won't let me go If I'm underneath the table

Come rain or come shine High as a mountain And deep as a river It was just one of those things 'Cause I'm gonna be true Happy together Unhappy together Now won't that be fine? We're in or we're out of the money

Home alone tonight Girl you ain't gotta, I ain't gotta go Shot, for shot, for shot 'Til we forgot what we came here to forget Ain't a clock, a tick, a tock, that's gonna stop A night we won't regret Flip it around and snap a payback picture (I'll send it

I'm the one that won't know how it feels But I think we both know how it feels And took a ride 'cause I spent cash on them wheels Go get your bag, girl, I'm not the third wheel How it feels Gotta make it so hot like fire drills (ayy) You're still a bad

Daylight come and we don't wanna go home Dayo, me say dayo Yeah so, we losin' control Turn the lights low 'cause we about to get blown Let the club shut down (We won't go, oh, oh, oh) From the window (from the window) To the wall (to the wall) This club

And do some down south jukin' Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine He's got the place all secured, got the icebox full of wine He said hurry on over and don't be late He got three lovely ladies who just won't wait Do some down south