Everywhere I go It is I, who opens the door Who opens them all And everywhere I turn I return To the place where it hurts To where it all begun Can I be forgiven for a lifetime of madness yet to come? A lifetime of madness yet to come? Every time I try to stand the heat Like I can take on the world I end up burning down And everywhere I drive in my car No matter how far I end up where I start Can I be forgiven for a lifetime of madness yet to come? A lifetime of madness yet to come? A lifetime of madness yet to come? A lifetime of madness yet to come? No, I'm not being coy, I know what kind of man I am I know what kind of man, I know what kind of man No, I'm not being coy, I know what kind of man I am I know what kind of man, I know what kind of man No, I'm not digging gold, I'm not that kind of woman, man I'm not that kind of woman, I'm not that kind of woman No, I'm not digging gold, I'm not that kind of woman, man I'm not that kind of woman, I'm not that kind of woman And I know what kind of man I am It's eating its way to the surface It's the forgetting of you That I loved you, I loved you, I loved you I know what kind of man I am It's eating its way to the surface It's the forgetting of you That I loved you, I loved you, I loved you I know what kind of man I am No, I'm not being coy, I know what kind of man I am I know what kind of man, I know what kind of man No, I'm not being coy, I know what kind of man I am I know what kind of man, I know what kind of man

Who shot ya Who knocked ya Point em out let 'em know I'm coming for 'em Who said that What hood rat Grab my coat girl I'm about to clap back I'm a knock 'em down like muhammad ali Droppin' like flies when I sting em with the bee So who shot ya 'Cause I got ya I wont never let another run up on ya For better or worse Through thick or through thin I'm going all in I'm putting you first It's what you deserve Let me hold this down (hey!) 'Cause you know I got ya... I could be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be the tattoo bleeding on your chest I can be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be the tattoo bleeding on your chest Oh oh oh I could be that Oh oh oh oh I could be I could be that Oh oh oh I could be that Oh oh, I could be I could be that Imma rain down like a fireball ooh Imma make your jaw drop give you more Ooh Imma supergirl when your rocket falls When your rocket falls When your rocket falls Who shot ya Who knocked ya Point 'em out let 'em know I'm coming for 'em Who said that What hood rat Grab my coat girl I'm about to clap back I can be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be the tattoo bleeding on your chest I can be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be the tattoo bleeding on your chest Oh oh oh oh I can, I can, I can I can be, I can be that I can be, I can be that Oh oh oh oh I can, I can I can I can be, I can be that Let me hold this down 'Cause you know I got ya I got ya I got ya I-I got ya ...Me hold this down 'Cause I got ya I got ya I-I know I got ya I can be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be your tattoo bleeding on your chest I can be a solider I can be the king I could be the president Gangsta on the scene I could be your hip hop bullet proof vest I could be your tattoo bleeding on your chest I can, I can, I can be that (bout-bout-bout-bout to clap back) I can, I can be that (I'ma knock 'em down like muhammad ali) Let me hold this down 'Cause you know I got ya Who shot ya

Ohhhh no... ohh, oh... mmmm Oh... ohhhh... ohhh no... Maybe I'm just wrong in feelin the way I do Thoughts indecent, want to put those down to you I know you have a girl, I don't want to tie When you're free one night to make those hours mine I can be the other woman in your life I can be the other reason you're out at night I can be all the things you thought she might I can be on the side That'll be alright, alright, alright Love just ain't my thang, but half of you might be Enough for two or more, don't hurt to me any Fine like expensive wine, drunk off one glass of you I think more might be too much, so weekends for me are cool I can be the other woman in your life I can be the other reason you're out at night I can be all the things you thought she might I can be on the side That'll be alright, alright, alright I can be the other woman in your life I can be the other reason you're out at night I can be all the things you thought she might I can be on the side That'll be alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright... (Repeat until end)