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He’s still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck
And he’s still wearing that red and black jersey
Waiting for the band to start up
He’s still showing up twenty late, finding hearts and rules to break
Why would he wanna change when every memory still bows to him?

[Chorus]
But this ain’t high school
Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you’re cool
See her Friday, take her out after the football game
‘Cause it’s five years later and you can’t get off of the elevator
That’s going up, ’cause you’re growing up
And the world gets cruel when you’re still living in high school

[Verse 2]
He’s still calling that first love, first time, pretty-eyed blonde
And she’s still letting it ring ’cause his ring isn’t what she wants
‘Cause she traded in prom queen for a big city dream
And a slate that’s clean, but
Your heart just don’t get it and that’s why you can’t forget it
‘Cause you’re living like you’re seventeen

[Chorus]
But this ain’t high school
Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you’re cool
See her Friday, take her out after the football game
‘Cause it’s five years later and you can’t get off of the elevator
That’s going up, ’cause you’re growing up and the world gets cruel when…

[Bridge]
You’re still living in the hallways
Where everybody stopped and stared
And cared and knew your name
Cause this is the real world that don’t know you like that
You can remember but you can’t go back

[Chorus]
To high school
Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you’re cool
See her Friday when you take her out after the football game
‘Cause it’s five years later and you can’t get off of the elevator
That’s going up, ’cause you’re growing up
And the world gets cruel when you’re still living in high school

[Post-Chorus]
When you’re still living in…
Five years later
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He’s still calling that first love, first time
And he hates he said goodbye, she went on with her life
He’s still driving the same old back roads
Wondering when he got so old
Where did his life go?
Oh, but he knows
Oh, he knows
Yeah, he knows
That this ain’t high school, oh, woah
And he’s still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck
And he’s stuck in high school
But this ain’t high school

You know I’m gonna hit it on the radio
You know I’m gonna put it on my video
I know you gon’ be turning up the volume
I know you wanna split me up my stereo

[Chorus]
Wheels
Maybe if you pay my bills
Maybe you can get these thrills
Maybe we can make a deal, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal
Let me get your wheels, your wheels

[Verse 1]
We don’t talk, no trust
Babe, it’s just for fun
You can’t ride shotgun
I’ma hit and run

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been there, I done that
And I got lost but I made it back
And I’ve been hurt and it’s all wack
So let me get that

[Chorus]
Wheels
Maybe if you pay my bills
Maybe you can get these thrills
Maybe we can make a deal, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal
Let me get your wheels, your wheels

[Post-Chorus]
You know I’m gonna hit it on the radio
You know I’m gonna put it on my video
I know you gon’ be turning up the volume
I know you wanna split me up my stereo

[Verse 2]
I know you couldn’t sleep last night
‘Cause you’ve been thinking how you used to have it
Gonna have to work this time
‘Cause a girl like me don’t need nobody
If I’m gonna let go, do what I say so, oh
‘Cause you and your weight, bro
Played too many games with my heart

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been there, I done that
And I got lost but I made it back
And I’ve been hurt and it’s all wack
So let me get that

[Chorus]
Your wheels
Maybe if you pay my bills (if you pay my bills)
Maybe you can get these thrills (you can get these thrills)
Maybe we can make a deal, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal
Let me get your wheels, your wheels, wheels

[Post-Chorus]
You know I’m gonna hit it on the radio
You know I’m gonna put it on my video
I know you gon’ be turning up the volume
I know you wanna split me up my stereo (wheels)
You know I’m gonna hit it on the radio
You know I’m gonna put it on my video
I know you gon’ be turning up the volume
I know you wanna split me up my stereo (wheels)

[Bridge]
Know I’ll hit it on the radio
You don’t wanna put it on my video
You wanna split me up my stereo
You wanna split me up my stereo (wheels)
Know I’ll hit it on the radio
You don’t wanna put it on my video
You wanna split me up my stereo
You wanna split me up my stereo (wheels)

[Chorus]
Maybe if you pay my bills
Maybe you can get these thrills
Maybe we can make a deal, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal
Let me get your wheels, your wheels

[Outro]
Wheels
Wheels

I’d rather go blind, blind, blind
Than to see you with her tonight
I’m done with your lies
But I can’t say goodbye
So, I’d rather go blind

[Verse 1]
See I remember, I remember that night
Til the mornin’ I just cried and cried
In the bed, no pillow talk
The way you left was cold and rough
It’s ok cause you’ll be back and you’ll be mine
But where you go, where you go, where you go
I will never know
You just leave me here confused
Down, depressed and feeling blue
I’ve convinced myself that you’ll be back in due time

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be praying, wishing, hoping that you notice me
But now you surrounded by new company
I play it cool, but truth is that’s a lie

[Chorus]
I’d rather go blind, blind, blind
Than to see you with her, tonight
I’m done with your lies
But I can’t say goodbye
So I’d rather go blind
Cause you was all mine, all, mine
And we had the time of our lives
Then I lost my sight
When I saw you that night
So I’d rather go blind
I’d rather go blind

[Verse 2]
Save your talkin’ I know all the facts
Tell her it’s over and imma take you back
Look me right here in my face
Crush her heart and say you’ve changed
Though we both know that’s not what you want right now
Now where you go, where you go, where you go
I will never ever, never know
You just left me here confused
Down, depressed and feeling blue
I just hope that you’ll come back home in due time

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be praying, wishing, hoping that you notice me
But now you surrounded by new company
I play it cool, but truth is that’s a lie

[Chorus]
I’d rather go blind, blind, blind
Than to see you with her, tonight
I’m done with your lies
But I can’t say goodbye
So I’d rather go blind
Cause you was all mine, all, mine
And we had the time of our lives
Then I lost my sight
When I saw you that night
So I’d rather go blind
I’d rather go blind

[Bridge]
Baby, what the hell am I supposed to do without ya
I’ll turn a blind eye just to solidify ya
Cause I need you back in my life

[Chorus]
I’d rather go blind
Than to see you with her, tonight
I’m done with your lies
I can’t say goodbye
So I’d rather go blind
You were all mine
And we had the time of our lives
But I lost my sight
When I seen yo ass that night
So, I’d rather go blind
I’d rather go blind

Gona open my heart, out of the scars and listen up
Gonna do what I’m told, go where im told and listen up
Take a shot in the rain, one for the pain and listen up
I’ll try all the ways

Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me

Gonna soften the blow, soften the blow and give it up
I saw the surprise, the look in your eyes, and gave it up
Gonna be who I am, be who I am, and give it up
I’ll try all the ways

Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me

[guitar break]

It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me
Oh, It’s all better now, It’s all better now
Wait for me, wait for me

[Hook]
She live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, “okay, don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I said shut the f*ck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I’m tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn’t answer my phone, I said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of being a virgin

[Verse 1]
Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers hurtin
Let my bitches help, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin’ in this kitchen, in the trap house with my shirt off
I’ma get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ bout the third ward
The D.A. was a dick and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch body curvy like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her n*gger taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin’ on chinchilla, boy, I’m cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other side nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait I had to drop this part two and sh*t
Just to let you know that a nigga still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave on my Roots part two sh*t
Gotta let ’em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi, bitch
Bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I’m home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin’ the yard like a gamma, niggas was goin’ bananas
I’m calm like a camel, I’m smokin’ that strong like a camel
I bet my life when we gamble
Y’all shippin’ keys, we shippin’ grand pianos
I’m in that Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I’m gone, two fingers up, bitch, I’m gone
Rich forever; Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin’ my destiny going
Like the House of Deréon
This plane that I’m on is private, my very own
So no checkin’ my carry-ons
She sent the picture naked, I said it’s on

[Hook]
She live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, “okay, don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I said shut the f*ck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I’m tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn’t answer my phone, I said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of being a virgin

[Verse 2]
Now I don’t get excited nigga, I just get exotic
I don’t get invited to these bitches pity parties
I don’t do narcotic even though a nigga got it
Countin’ all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Baggin’ up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin’
Let my bitches help me, ‘fore they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house with my shirt off
I’m gon’ get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ ’bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a jerk off
We yellin’ suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yellin’, suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Blood gang, nigga
And it’s the Sorry 4 the Wait 2
And I’m so sorry for the wait too
Sorry for the wait, I had to drop that part two and sh*t
Just to let you know that a nigga still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave, talking Roots part two and sh*t
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch