And now I see She knows exactly what she's worth to me 'Cause to me it doesn't matter In a girl who wears a dirty shirt You've got a feeling lost inside It just won't let you go Your life is sneaking up behind Is what I'm trying to say Is would you maybe

See me falling, yeah down and lonely Are the angles on their way, I'm in the dirt Hear me screaming, see me bleeding 'Cause the days no more the same without you Feel the sadness burning in my heart You left to early father love So many things I should

Houston, we got a problem It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon 'Cause it ain't got you I got new boots covered in red dirt A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt And a Lonestar

I, I'm a do you dirty Say you love me now, baby, it's too early You think you love me now, I think you should be worried Swear you see the good in me But that don't beat the hood in me And I got my intentions and use Guess I'm make believe 'cause baby, I

Maybe I am not all that I've learned Close your eyes, you twist and you turn I know I am more than they see I'm everything, everything is me I won't be what you want me to be Your picture perfect vanity I don't want to be your dirty pretty Turn it on,

Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip Your dirty wings I've got some rope

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was

Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing You doing me dirty Sipping on Dom Pérignon for no reason Popping tags, upper echelon for no reason Seen this bad little jawn, she was perfect I'll let her push the foreign right now if she worth it

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Look thru my eyes, see what I see Do as I do, be what I be Walk in my shoes, hurt your feet Then know why I do dirt in the street Burning in hell, but don't deserve to be Got niggas I don't even know that wanna murder me Just because they've heard of me