Texty:
Down For The Count No Regrets

have started now i'll look into my past and she said if i'm not enough to keep you here then go with no regrets then go with no regrets it's unfortunate

triggers Pouring kool-aid on hilfigers For niggaz I cut for Pull a hoe out my truck for Take a bullet to my gut for Shoot up your cuz for And nigga you

when it's raining When you feel your hope is fading You can count on my love Blue eyes, bluer than the blue sky Smiling down like sunshine everywhere you are For

valium My mind is wide asleep My conscience deep awake The promises I keep Are not the ones I make I count the caustic causes I lost count of regrets

they mouth, cold Moet Captain Morgan, taking flicks, posing, holding my tech With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rock stars Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down

rainy days and I Spoke on tongues that talk of saints Burned down days like cigarettes For your hollow praise Down the days that you forget Count the

, up and down all night long Till the deejay plays the last song Just us two, 1 on 1 So tonight it's either now or never I've waited for this chance

my sweetheart some flowers For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours And today in the mail I recieved a short little note And I'd broke down

know Counting down the day?s till you come and say all right Without you I thought I might go crazy, Craaaaazy Still wishing you were here with me tonight Tonight Leaving this town for