I'm reminiscing, yeah I ain't fuckin' with you at all I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it But, I'm reminiscing, yeah Fuck your problem, it's too late to tell me sorry Off the head,

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

We were born for greatness No we’re not nameless, we’re not faceless It doesn’t matter if the world has gone mad If we just hold on, if we just hold on yeah Sing it louder just to let the world know We’re not nameless, we’re not faceless No we’re not

Yeah, but if you look close you'll see 'Cause everybody's here Everybody's here, everybody's here but me I'm still breathing and my heart's still beating I might as well start living again And so I threw on a shirt, put on a jacket Went out to meet some

So suddenly, I'm in love with a stranger I can't believe that she's mine Now all I see is you with fresh eyes, fresh eyes I can't believe that she's mine, yeah And now all I see is you with fresh eyes, fresh eyes You dress up just a little and I'm like,

I took the top off the Maybach I took the top off the Maybach, yeah I took the top off, I took the top off We The Best Music I took the top off the Maybach, I took the top off I, I took the top off my Maybach, nigga I took the top off my Maybach I hear

Oh, let's not be alone Let's be selfish tonight, tonight (selfish, baby tonight) Let's be selfish Let's not be alone I'll be selfish (Yeah, yeah) It was right

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Unless you give me a reason You know I change with the seasons (yeah I change, change) The same way I'm coming bitch I'm leaving (yeah I'm out) And when I'm gone you won't see me (gone) You know I move with the seasons And when I'm gone you won't see me