Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

Gone in the sky, over 20,000 I keep my wifi lit I spend over 5,000, that's just on one fit I'm not going back no more when I ain't have shit Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa Woah, woah, woah I leave a bitch in the

Time isn't working my side Oh oh oh whoa oh Oh oh oh oh oh We're getting all for our time, time, time We may not be hopeless But we're still helpless in the end Just remember you're floating Remember the love that we were in

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

Baby, what'd I say? Tell your momma, tell your pa, Gonna move you back to Arkansas. All right, baby what'd I say? Whoa, all right, baby what'd I say? Oh baby, oh baby. All right, baby, what'd I say? Oh, all right, yeah. Yeah, what'd I say?

I might just fall in love with death I might just fall in love with death tonight I might just fall in love with death tonight (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) I lost myself, got nothing left (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) I might just fall in love with death (whoa,

Bless me, bless me So that they can't curse me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me, bless me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me There are a lot of ways to do things Be blessed and ask of Jah for all things It stop your shortcomings, whoa-ho, put away your suffering Ey, you

Baby, what'd I say? Tell your momma, tell your pa, Gonna move you back to Arkansas. All right, baby what'd I say? Whoa, all right, baby what'd I say? Oh baby, oh baby. All right, baby, what'd I say? Oh, all right, yeah. Yeah, what'd I say?

Dancing, dancing, dancing in the headlights They're going out of control, (whoa) You know you got the perfect night When you got the girls We got the bass down low (whoa) Girls got there shaker shaking, a buzz in the making They're getting with it

Whoa, well I never meant to brag But I've gotten what I wanted now Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would