I've got no more coffee and I'm out of sigarettes I've got No more breakfast I could really use some rest I wonder if someone would miss me If I went and left off for days 'Cause I keep on waitin' Guess I should stop counting days 'Cause I'll lose my baby Time would be laughing in my face Hope she doesn't think That she'll make an honest man of me I can't let her come that close Still she's coming closer I just can't resist some fun But it may be over for her before it has begun I can't carry her upon my shoulders I can't even walk on my own Maybe when she's older she'll know Maybe when she's older she'll know It's like I can't have it Because I don't want to loose Wanna get to know me Something I can't pull her through I know that I don't need to be overprotective She's been wet from the rain But she's just so precious I don't want to cause her pain Maybe when she's older She'll understand Baby You know you can trust me I hope your boyfriend's gonna bust me Baby You know you can trust me I hope your boyfriend's gonna bust me

Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na-na-na Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older Payphone calls, cigarettes, injuries, shower sex I was holding on for dear life Complicated, understated, on the way to devastated We were young and out of our minds Right now, I'm sorry Burns through me, darling But I can't help think in 30 years it won't So, maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older I'll run out of stories about you, yeah Maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you anymore Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na-na-na Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older Playing house, immature, picking out furniture Praying that our hearts would play fair Emotional souvenirs, fleeting moments, golden years Close my eyes and I go back there Right now, I'm sorry Burns through me, darling But I can't help think in 30 years it won't So, maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older I'll run out of stories about you, yeah Maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you anymore Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na-na-na Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na-na-na Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm six feet Underneath the concrete I'll know what it's like not to want you, yeah Maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you

This will all make sense when I am older Someday I will see that this makes sense One day when I am old and wise I'll think back and realize That these were all completely normal events, ah I'll just dream about a time When I'm in my age of prime 'Cause when you're older Absolutely everything makes sense

(Whoo!) Said I'd understand when I'm older Said I'd understand the things they do Falls asleep on his shoulder in the breakroom She falls asleep on his shoulder in the breakroom She said she'd been inside for too long Well, no shit, could you tell us something new? You can tell he's lying 'cause his lips move You can tell he's lying 'cause his lips move It must be nice to be the reason His work, it ain't so bleak That must be what motivates you That must be what motivates you All he needs is to see you smiling And, well, you light up his whole week Imagine the kind of things he'd do to you If there weren't so many cameras And you're keeping a dark secret But you're talking in your sleep Totally banned from the kitchen Citing workplace health concerns But they wouldn't tip you if it healed you No, they wouldn't tip you if it healed you She says "The country's sweating out a fever" A fever born by what you do And what kind of pressure do they put on you? What kind of pressure did they put on you? But at least she's waiting for you Glass of wine after a long day She'll dry your eyes on serviette Dry your eyes on serviette Fall asleep in her dad's Ford Mondeo That she stole from him yesterday You look so cute when you're so angry If I'm going down, you're coming with me And you think that it gets better Just you wait until next week You're keeping a dark secret But you're talking in your sleep

Ridin' rubber, rent checks, livin' on ramen Chappin' our ass 'cause we can't afford Charmin Rockin' that one-ply, one-ply Shakin' down the couch, found a buffalo nickel Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle It's kinda petrified, petrified Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Girl, I sure can't tell you've been workin' your butt off The way you're rockin' them second-hand cutoffs Can I talk you into takin' 'em off? Score a little discount, 6-pack Keystone Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown Go on and get a Friday night on Girl, one of these days, gonna look back laughin' Sippin' pomegranate sake at Nobu But, baby, 'til then I'm a have-not havin' And everything I have's got, with you Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Dollar's worth of gas didn't even move the needle Livin' this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life Doors unlocked 'cause there's nothin' left to steal Haw, baby doll, that's alright Hey, girl, got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Gettin' me feelin' filthy rich Hey, girl, put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me, honey, that's money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money

I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, for what? Oh, tell me what I got I get this feeling, that time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Dig a way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some Somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You can fly if you'd only cut loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo c'mon, c'mon let's go Lose your blues everybody cut footloose, Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa Cut footloose, Whoa. Cut footloose, Whoa We got to turn you around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning it loose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Footloose kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise pull me off a my knees Jack, get back c'mon before we crack Lose your blues Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut (Everybody) Everybody cut everybody cut Everybody everybody cut footloose

BLAKE Following the viral success of his breakout hit "Flexin" in late 2016, San Antonio rapper BLAKE... read more Ay, ay Woof Ay, ay Look Diamonds look like piss (piss) Diamond chain on piss (piss) Now my wrist on sick (sick) Now my bitch real thick (thick) Pull up, then I skrrt (skrrt) Look at they expression (spression) Ben Frank on me too, he blue I think he got depression Diamonds look like water (water) She drip drip like water (water) Hit that bitch, don't call her (call her) Dodge like Charger (Charger) Pull up then I charge her Lil' bitch bad and bougie Can't dap you up, you a fuck nigga Fuck niggas got cooties I'ma leave they feelings hurting Windows down on purpose Hanging out the window, swerving Baby Snapchat made me nervous 'Cause my main bitch, she be lurking I swear she do the most Boy, you talk a lot Let's talk about why you so broke Wait, talk too much, bitch, shut up I'm your young dumb motherfucker BLAKE, why your belt unbuckled? Tryna save your bitch some trouble (wait) Ex-bitch mad, oh well (well) Cop that pack wholesale (sale) Mama like, "What's that smell?" Had to move the pack out the crib that's hell Panoramic my whip Hoes all on my tip 100s blue like a crip Bust my nut... dip Left wrist, holy moly (damn) Fuck you niggas, we not homies Used to have to cop the O-Z Now a nigga need the whole thing Pull up, then I skip Keep it brief and quick Tripping over a bitch Broke niggas make me sick No, I won't call her Fuck her, don't bother One hundred, need charger One hundred, need charger On fleek, yup Bossed up, yup Turning heads, right left Strike a pose, yup Yeah, I seen them pussy niggas Pussy nigga, do you need some help That boy there gon' need some milk Flex on 'em, yup Bitch I'm feeling dangerous Wrist on fucking singing Beat so fucking dangling Belt so fucking hanging Had to hit 'em back 'Cause that ass was like on whoa (whoa) Niggas playing games And they stuck in story mode Bitch talking 'bout shrimp and steak (steak) Tell a bitch get out my face (face) I can't take your ass on no date (wait) But I can hit your ass with that BLAKE (ooh) Boy, quit tweeting, it's okay Little nigga all in his feelings Can't figure out why is it Broke niggas always got the most opinions (ooh) Had to show you niggas who's next up Baby, quit talking, that's extra Just say I'd like a checkup Why you peeking my message Ask too many fucking questions Send me one more text message You gonna hate the rolling sessions Why these niggas so lame Wanna talk down on my name Niggas thought that I was playing games Wrist looking like Johnny Dang Lil' boys like, you funny Talking 'bout, you ain't making money Hating on me, but now I got your bitch Ha-ha-ha, God don't like ugly Ha-ha, ha-ha