Go

Wake up in the morning and stop Feeling like the world’s going to drop If I don’t do nothing, I’m going to pop Now I’m hotter than a boiling pot If you super tight, people flip If you fall off, you’re a flop Never thought nothing, would be better than something That’s why I stay watering my crops I’m not thirsty baby, I’m just lonely And I’m not distant baby, I’m just busy Will you miss me baby, when I’m touring Or will you find someone that’s less important But worth exploring, I’m torn in pieces So much to do, hold on got to write in these features I’m listening, but not really You know us artist types When we got to go, got to let us Go (gotta let us) Go (gotta let us) It’s cold outside And I was thinking And I was thinking How warm it is In the cloud (posturepedic) But all that is, is vapor, condensation, conversation Not really, but jack daniel’s is the life of the party Get it started, let him do the talking Let that man speak This girl is going to break your heart Run far away this is your head start Everything is not what it seems The girl of your dreams is a nightmare You don’t care Man, that Jack Daniel’s be lying on me Cause of that dude now you laying on me Flame is rekindled now I’m trying homie Don’t leave me dry when I’m high homie You don’t how it feels to appear the weakling of your peers from a fear That’s inconceivable to have yourself and to suddenly to let it Go (gotta let us) Go (gotta let us)