Believe me, it′s me and you to the end

Yeah, so nice

I don't even know how it feels anymore, mm

I don′t even look at the bill anymore

I can only tell 'em if it's my goal, if it′s yours

Mm, I don′t even know how it feels anymore

Yeah, yeah, oh, baby

Oh, seems like I got to double back on a land mine

No tags on my black Polo, cold neckline

Spent a lot of dough, no small conversations

Singin' what you are, she said, "Where′s you escapin'?"

You know who you are, you a star to me (You know who you are)

Don′t know what you want but I love your dedication

You know who you are, you a star to me

Dunno, got me me thinkin' bout monogamy

Chicken chili when I gotta chase

Six A.M. is when I got to leave

Catchin′ feelings, that's your hobby, right?

I'm supposed to be an honorable king

I love chillin′ with the common types

Cut my palm on

At least you got the riser right

What′s the odds you the kind I like?

Bread, bread, bread, bread, bread, bread

Goddamn, you gotta lay off them backwoods, baby