Don't break character Is this real or just a dream? When they knock you down You've got a lot of heart Rise up like the sun Labor till the work is done And go on to bed Nobody knows what lies ahead

Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

What it’d be like, like, like I can only imagine, only imagine Every time it would bring me to life What it’d be like, what it’d be like I saw you from afar Thought I’d say wassup You can tell me your name, when we wakin' up They call me Tunechi, I’m

That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' I woke up this morning, I had a boner I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner I be going through shit,

You don't have to be old to be wise I grow sick and tired of the same old lies Might look a little young So what's wrong I've had enough of being programmed And told what I ought to do Let's get one thing straight I'll choose my fate And it's got nothing

My milkcow been ramblin', hoo, for miles around Tell me, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you? Hoo, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you? Now, you have a little new calf, hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue Now, your calf is hungry, and I believe

I wish, I wish, I wish And now you hear my songs the radio is bangin' Oh I can't believe my ears And what everybody's sayin' I would give it all up, just to take one ride I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now

You cannot breakdown what can't be broken Out of all the rankless, I was chosen When all of the lights, they get low And all of the curtains they close G-code, G-code, we can't break the G-code We bros (can't be broken) We bros, we bros, we can't break

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks Welcome to the club Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb Every weekend with your friends Every weekday when it ends Damn it's all good, I guess Round and round and

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends