Last night was the worst night beginning of the end Or maybe it began before it here we go again things got so dramatic things got out of hand we said words we couldn't imagined I don't understand
There you go with the same old thing when things go wrong you always seem to blame me now I would like to find what secrets hide in your mind where the end will go will I ever know
heaven only knows heaven only knows heaven only knows heaven only knows
So let's make this night the best night It's time for second chance Turn the beat up on repeat and we can start to dance
sometimes when we talking words drowned on by the sound let's get back to touch and we'll get back on solid ground
let's hold hands like a young romance let's first kiss like the moment we first did can we make love like back way in the day we can lose control, baby don't say no
heaven only knows heaven only knows heaven only knows heaven only knows
So will you come back to me Heaven only knows So will you come back to me
Make this night the best night It's time for second chance Turn the beat up on repeat and we can start to dance
heaven only knows heaven only knows heaven only knows
Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man Hoo, hoo, hoo, hot damn
My how the boys grow? From roaming low into homes to homes of his own No catching up he's in a whole another zone Still true to his roots, stay close to the chrome
Haters stay clear of him Y'all stay in cheer for him Got up out the game and overcame Let's hear it for him
Keep a new toy so I wonder how good I'm not enjoying life I'm re-living my childhood Big chain monster, whip game bonkers Monster truck remind him of Tonka
Diamond M color plush gold still gutter My deal is in the mills Motherfucker and I ain't stutter Bitter sweet, my life's a musical
From holding nose to roles gold The Lord's beautiful Before him I'm to shame to show my face But she's so mean, can't help but to fall off the race, motherfucker
Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man
Hot damn, when the white hit the pen it Twist and it tumbles, it flips and it fumbles I mix it like gumbo, I pitch it so subtle I keep hustle so pother feds I got 'em wondering
What happened to that boy? Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy Is it the pimp, the crook a hustler thing? The man, the music, the making, the king
Constantly builded by me A million men marching like calling them the King Kong The verse making the world sing My hearts on the sleeve-a
Y'all basically just like my opinion The bars hoping the sun shines on them But you still gotta watch the phonies Watch your homies, we got you, homie
Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man
Ugh, handle the rock like none other Wrist over the stove, head under the cupboard In the kitchen till the fume make me feel smothered The way it melt fiends can't believe it's not butter
The way it melt, he won't cop from non-other The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven Or easy bake, pink D.V's make The presidential look like strawberry shortcake P?
Imagine that Royals Royce crashed it We unscratched in, that billionaire boys club fashion, ugh You niggas is clones, I hand out styles like ice cream cones Get the fuck out'a here
That's for real, my gats is real SL5 is looking like the Bat Mobile Chrome lips with the matching wheel, ugh Both chains probably match a deal Y'all dudes is a act for real pusha
Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man
You either salute deaf, 'cause you looked at That's what a old G told me That was the exact moment I decided to take a pact And if you owed me and if I decided to take it back
It wasn't nicely expect Roscoe to put you back in place I'm what you call a destructive war path It will be shell showers in today's forecast You a gangsta? I can't tell
Your diamonds don't blimmen when the light hit it Those jewels aren't genuine, because if it was I'm nice with it, I would have been took that That skin stacked in your pocket, I would have been shook that And this world you gotta watch it, I'm here to warn ya Cats turn informal, over snow wrapped and wags
My son's home, crying, don't give me no slack Just put the motherfucking money in the bag These words have been said as I hide behind glove and mask Coldchain's not your typical crook I'm being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush
Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man Hoo, hoo, hoo, hot damn