'Cause I'm a country boy Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads 'Cause I'm a country boy, I've got a four-wheel drive I can get you where you need to go I can get you where you want to go Excuse me ma'am, I saw you

Tonight your memory burns like a fire With everyone it grows higher and higher I can't get over it, I just can't put out this love I just sit in these flames and pray that you'll come back Close my eyes tightly, hold on and hope that I'm dreaming Come

I think that I'm going insane So drink up, so shoot in So glad that you could be so blind So pain told you to take her Well I learned to accept that feeling 'Cause I found how to numb it If only for just a short while I'd get so high I'd forget my name I

Touched a dream Last night I Girl you just don't know Last night was incredible. Listen. Check it out. Last night, I felt the skies open up and rain down heaven Last night, I felt the sun, the moon and the stars come together Last night, I heard an angel

Go ahead and jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't you see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump Might as well jump (jump) I get up, and nothin' gets me down

Light a roman candle with me. Just a roman candle. Just a perfect apple. Oh I know, it goes on, it gets old Light a roman candle with me Just a roman candle, you can wear your sandals And I'll pour you just one cup of tea. Then you can go and rest You

Don't get your hopes up, don't Pick me up, I'm on the coast Rides with you are sensual Now you dreamin' 'bout me while you sleeping When you wake up I'm the reason Eager for me like the weekend Whatchu want, whatchu been needing? I'll leave tonight so

Is it you? Is it you? Ay, can y'all turn my headphones down? Significantly? Cool, that's good It was super loud First of all, this shit about me I ain't made this shit for y'all, that's the damn thing I've been waiting pretty long to get on some shit and

If I woke up next to you Me and you, setting in a honeymoon We're the new face of failure Prettier and younger, but not any better off Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best Last year's wishes are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take

Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse This your man Royce Da 5'9" This your dude Crooked I Man, Jump off Joe Beezy It's Joell Ortiz Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, just remember Little niggas get your weight up fuck y'all, pay up My bars