There he goes, gone again Same old story's gotta come to an end Lovin' him was a one way street But I'm gettin' off where the crossroads meet A quarter moon in a ten cent town It's time for me to lay my heartaches down Saturday night, I wanna make myself a name Take a month of Sundays to try and explain It's gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman And harder to kill the ghost of a no good man And I'll be ridin' high in a fan dangled sky It's gonna be easy, it's gonna be easy from now on Raw as a whit but clean as a bone Soft to the touch when you take me home When the mornin' comes, and it's time for me to leave Don't worry 'bout me, I got a wild card up my sleeve It's gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman And harder to kill the ghost of a no good man And I'll be ridin' high in a fan dangled sky It's gonna be easy, it's gonna be easy It's gonna be easy from now on, from now on It's gonna be easy It's gonna be easy It's gonna be easy It's gonna be easy, easy It's gonna be easy

(Carlene Carter/Susanna Clark) There he goes, gone again This same old story's gotta come to an end Lovin' him was a one way street But I'm getting off where the crossroads meet It's a quarter moon in a ten cent town It's time for me to lay my heartaches down Saturday night I'm gonna make myself a name Take a month of sundays to try and explain It's gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky It's gonna be easy from now on Raw as a whip but clean as a bone Soft to the touch when you take me home But when the morning comes and it's time for me to leave Don't worry about me I've got a wild card up my sleeve It's gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky It's gonna be easy, easy, easy from now on

Yeah FaceTime, we still talk in codes I think the feds on every iPhone No more Polo t-shirts Put that shit on, everyday from now on Switching up my image, no more pictures with my styrofoam Why the fuck I keep buying these houses if I'm never home? I'm with gang, they never wrong Supermodels, I'm stepping on 'em Search for 'em, my weapon on 'em Buy three, four bags in one time Treat the condo like a trap house Other spot, a baby compound Bad bitches getting the run-around Bruh a trackstar, he run shit down I made this shit half of a one pound I told bro dem one band one sound She like, "Fuck the club, let's stay in" 'Cause she gotta get new tape in My pockets too big, they could never belittle me Bae, I'm a hell of a nigga, ain't wit the arguing What's your dilemma I buy her Kelly's, the real one How you the hero but stay with some villains? I ain't gone switch on my niggas dem I run the game like I'm born with the ball Youngin' ain't corny at all Five foot nine, but I ain't that small, feel like I'm seven feet tall Bro ain't stop, he just on pause, he comin' trim when I call him FaceTime, we still talk in codes I think the feds on every iPhone No more Polo t-shirts Put that shit on everyday from now on (Pluto) Millions of dollars, walking in Prada, drinking out of sty-ro-foam (Pluto) Gotta talk in code when you on FaceTime, like the feds on the phone (oh) Live a billionaire lifestyle, but I still get bricks to ya door Lil' one got the stick, ready to go blitz, lil' one stay on go Flatline a nigga, one car, pull the pounds up in U-Hauls (Whew) Dodging a life sentence and popping all this shit I talk I done piped up another nigga-bitch, I'm too rich, my fault I just alley-ooped a hoe to my dawg, he just slam dunked her (a hundred) Balling like 'Bron, but now I'm starting to feel like messiah ('siah) Codeine drinking, but I swear the money get me higher (higher) Bitch told the judge I'm on pills, my mansion got marbles (marbles) Charge a M for a show, still a serve a bell to you tomorrow FaceTime, we still talk in codes I think the feds on every iPhone No more Polo t-shirts Put that shit on everyday from now on Everybody can fold but I won't, everybody want it but I don't I make niggas follow and I lead, I make bitches cum, and I leave Virgil Maybach it's so sweet, we just get 'em, ain't no beef You can get her back, I can't keep her We be getting "shh", that's our secret Rappers wanna kick it, can't reach You and five of y'all niggas can't see me Really straight to war, nigga can't beat me Akademiks know he ain't as rich as me Brodie ready to eat for a twenty piece I ain't got nothin' to say to you mini-me's Ready to buy a lil' nigga contract Yeah-yeah, whatever, we on that Disappeared on them, they got weird on me I'm the fall back king, number one shit Me and King Pluto, that's a smooth tag team Gotta live with it, can't wake up from it, this is not a bad dream Look how life changed, TVs in the shower, used to steal flat screens Shh, I know that they listening, fuck 'em Know not to ask me about nothing If I ain't somewhere getting money then I'm fucking Fdrtt Fdrtt That's that switch sound I ain't going out without a fight, I'm telling you that shit now Whatever I get, I'mma share with my brother That's how we get down If you get offended, it is what it is Bitch, I'm from Atlanta so I gotta slick mouth