Jack Daniels - mike.

Next time never been my thing

So next time ain’t gonna be with me

I’m on Sunset cooking in the lab, 4 AM

Got my girl at the crib foreplaying

And I’m cruising down the motherfucking Boulevard

You should cop the album

Man, that shit feel like a rookie card, I should sign that shit

And I go out on the weekend

Swimming in all these shallow thoughts from the deep end

That’s why I’m tweaking

Pour it up

That Jack Daniels, wash away my sadness

For the money and the fame and the antics

Man, god damn it

So pour me some Jack Daniels

That Jack Daniels, last man standing

For the money and the fame and the antics

For the pain they don’t really see the damage

Just me and my boy Jack Daniels

I do it for my mama back at home

I’m doing everything I can

Yes you know, yes you know

And my fam got problems, I got issues

And you do too, that’s why I miss you

Even when I’m with you, girl I fuck with you

But I feel like I got nowhere to go

Nowhere to hide, no one’s inside

The reasons why I don’t know

No, I don’t know

So pour it up

That Jack Daniels, wash away my sadness

For the money and the fame and the antics

Man, god damn it

So pour me some Jack Daniels

That Jack Daniels, last man standing

For the money and the fame and the antics

For the pain they don’t really see the damage

Just me and my boy Jack Daniels

Fuck the fame, I don’t want it no more

Let’s hit a day on the morn'

That Mary Jane marijuana when I wanna

So I got me a girl I love a lot more

And she’s the only one I can stop for

The game driving me away like a cop car

I miss you, but I think I miss myself more