We've had our problems but I'm on your side And I want you back You know, you can run, and you can hide We had a life, we had a love But you don't know what you've got 'til you lose it Well that was then and this is now How many times do I have to say

You ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.

You're gonna know in your soul This is what we came here for Here and now So live it loud This moment, it won't be ignored So why not open up that door? They say that life is a two-way street When you're not sure. You gotta trust your feet

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down

And I need you I only want you 'Cause I love you And nobody's going to know if it's true There comes a time in a man's life He must take responsibility For the choices he has made There are certain things that he must do

Don't take her for granted, she had a hard time Don't misunderstand her, don't play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time Hey you've got to know, she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night You will discover,

You can rely on the old man's money 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway Say money but it won't get you too far You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far Get you too far It's a bitch girl and it's gone too far It's a bitch girl but it's gone too far

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, yee haw! When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them jeans Ain't nothing wrong, just

Fuck the place up Are you on ten yet? Somebody pop all day (hol' up) Somebody on they way (hol' up) Stay down, with no faking Go up, top-down I've been racing (go up) She wild and dangerous (go up) My crowd in rotation

And it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down