The one that got away Oh, the one that got away There's always one that gets away The one that sneaks up on you then slips away You were mine In the back of my mind

You're wearing me out You’re the fake, fallen, force of nature, sick mind You're fucking wearing me out You're always dragging me down I don't need a gun to take back what's mine It's over now You're done wearing me out My name is worthless like you told

I been drifting along In the same stale shoes In the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation Loose ends tying a noose When I wake up Someone will

'Cause ain't much changed but my age The man you love is the same I gave you the best of my pieces Promise me you'll let me come back home Keep my bed warm Only say you'll be there when I do Promise you get the best of me Got my mind on your waist

Sugar mama, sugar mama, Sugar mama, please, come back to me They've been braggin' all over town We done crazy about you Sugar mama Because you ease my worried mind I like my coffee sweet early in the mornin', You know, and I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night

Would you hit it in the back seat of my ride And I know it's risky right Won't you hit it how I like But I want it in the backseat of my hm Who needs a bed when there’s a hooptie instead So I want it now Oowee these fellas can't mind their business, hm

Can you read my mind? Put your back on me Oh well, I don't mind, you don't mind Cause I don't shine if you don't shine When you read my mind On the corner of main street Just tryin' to keep it in line You say you wanna move on, and You say I'm falling

The one, the one that really matters The one that really cares The one, when your whole world is shattered Snap your fingers and I'll be there I know your mind like the back of my hand A race that I ran before Are you so blind that you'd turn your back

I'm inspired to find the lie I never noticed, until I focused You lit the fuse inside my head Thank you for reminding me Take a good look at agony Forced, dead, pass down Time release Blackless x on the back Of a soulful man

Over here, over here Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice It’s me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice Smoking