feel the sound, I want something to live for. I want to make you proud. I want something to live for. Idea of hope, I believe in you. And I need it
I want something to live for I want something to live I want something to live for I want something to live for I want something to live for 'Cause
the sound, I want something to live for. I want to make you proud. I want something to live for. Idea of hope, I believe in you. And I need it now
em all ock Hit em hard rocks, right in they soft spot January 2nd until the ball drop I don't lobby for more props, I'm something that ya'll not Porsche
My talent for writtin songs here while hangin with the wrong kids Who later would live short lives or do long bids I guess you could say I was saved by
Tre Cool] I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock and roll house I got
I don't fuck with no stingy nigga I rock Prada, Chanel, and Fendi nigga What I'mma do with your little blunts and Henney nigga? I'mma Major Coin with
I'm gunning for the rats now I'm cleaning the white rugs, I'm black tide With the American psycho kitchen, you feel me? I'm on stainless steel everything I want
toes I wear shorts in the summer, Timberlands when it snows Sometimes I like to chill, sometimes I like to mingle Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor
cold old man that was once child I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you Outro: The sun is going
, How's your summer been? Mine's been fine. I heard you had a real good time at camp. Oh, yeah, I talked Len, he said everything's cool. Oh, yo, I really
into the deepend Stop For a minute or two and take a look at the view I guarantee you'll see something new We only have two seasons; summer and spring So rock
and high Know that I'm not givin' up. I give it all up for her I'll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love [Kanye West] Last name
comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
I'm grown now sittin' on chrome now, I'm the youngest gun I get it on with anyone, I've been in thirty beefs shit I'm barely 21 Guns I hold 'em like
,go) Geez I got a rock n roll band I got a rock n roll life I got a rock n roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock n roll house I got a rock
trust I wanna live for both of us I wanna breathe ya, lay on your shoulder I wanna warm ya when nights get colder I want love, love, love I want love
Chorus] Im gon do what I want cause this lifea??s made for living you got to know nothings for sure faith in the stars Im gon do what I want cause this