RELEASED: October 28, 2009
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One foot out the door
Oh Lord
I’ve got one foot out the door
Everybody seems so sure
I’m gonna lose my way
As if they were the ones to put the keys in the lock
I can’t smile no more
I can’t feel my face
I’ma keep walking forward
Till the day I turn around
And walk back the same
As I did when we came before
Oh Lord
‘Cause you know I’ve got one foot out the door
One foot out the door
One foot out the door
See, you met me at an interesting time
And if my past is any sign of your future
Then I should warn you before I let you inside
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
Hold on to whatever helps you through
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
I don’t trust myself with loving you
I do my best to act like she doesn’t phase me
As if I pull girls just like her all the time
I even waited seven days before I called her
But she can play this game much better than I
See, I’ve got girls in every state, now they hate me
Because I’m leavin’ just as fast as I came
And if my past is any sign of my future
I’ll probably end up not remembering her name
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
Hold on to whatever helps you through
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
I don’t trust myself with loving you
She deserves better
Better, better
Better than me
Better than me
She deserves better
Better, better
Better than me
Better than me
She deserves better (whoa)
Better than me (alright)
She deserves better
Better than me
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
Hold on to whatever helps you through
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
I don’t trust myself with loving you
‘Cause I’m not the man I used to be lately
Yeah you met me at an interesting time
And if my past is any sign of your future
Then I should warn you, warn you before I let you inside
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
Hold on to whatever helps you through
Hold on to whatever you find, baby
I don’t trust myself with loving you
Made a lot of stops, all over the world
But in every part, I own the heart
Of at least one lovely girl
I have a pretty senorita
Waiting for me
When I get back to L.A.
And all the girls that I ran through
When I was in Cancun
I still don’t know their names
Oh, my Georgia peach down in ATL
Calls me everyday
And my Brooklyn girl back in NYC meets me at JFK
Pretty Puerto Rican baby, I met at the bar
I remember the time
I left the studio late
But you fixed me a plate
And then you let me spend the night
Oh, I’m a traveling man
Yes, I’m a traveling man
Oh, I’m a traveling man
Hoping it’s ’bout me, but I will never know
(the song) there’s a CD and a t-shirt on your table by your bed
Plus a couple dollars when you wake up, call a cab
I really wanna wake her so that I could say goodbye
But what would be the point, ’cause
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
You don’t have to leave
I wish that we could go back to the night before
‘Cause maybe she’s the (ONE), but I will, will never know
(the song) there’s a CD and a t-shirt on your table by your bed
Plus a couple dollars when you wake up, call a cab
I really wanna wake her so that I could say goodbye
What would be the point, ’cause
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
But you don’t have to leave
Oh-oh-oh
Open up your eyes
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl (rest your head baby girl, now)
You don’t have to leave
Rest your head, baby girl
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
When you open up your eyes
I’ll be in the sky
Somewhere far away
Tryin’ to find my way
You don’t have to leave
Yeah yeah, alright
Designer shades just to hide (x8)
(Chorus)
Designer shades to hide your face
You wear them around like
You’re cooler than me
And you never say hey
Or remember my name
Its probably cuz
You think you’re cooler than me
(Verse 1)
If I could write you a song
And make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used to pull all my tricks
I hope that you like this
But you probably won’t
You think you’re cooler than me
(Chorus)
You got designer shades
Just to hide your face and
You wear them around like
You’re cooler than me
And you never say hey
Or remember my name
It’s probably cuz
You think you’re cooler than me
(Outro)
Designer shades just to hide (x3)
Cooler than me (x2)
Black dress with the tights underneath
(Verse 1: Kid Cudi)
I’ve been feeling some type of way about her
Wanna wife her
Borderline, I don’t really like her
‘Cause she like to play around and she know she got it
In turn and make a kid not really want it
A bad bitch who know she a bad bitch
Worst type in the world if you ask me
Worst thing in the world is emotions
So, I’m sitting here trying to go through the motion
Get along but it would be better if we boned
You don’t understand, I don’t need you honey
I beat my dick like I don’t need money
She get around, probably fuck yo homie
She text me then she probably gonna text Drake
‘cause it be the ones man, with the pretty face
I guess it be the moon man, who cracked the case
(Hook: 3OH!3)
She wants to touch me (Whoa)
She wants to love me (Whoa)
She’ll never leave me (Whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
Don’t trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won’t trust a hoe
Won’t trust me
She wants to touch me (Whoa),
She wants to love me (Whoa),
She’ll never leave me (Whoa, whoa, oh, oh),
Don’t trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won’t trust a hoe,
Won’t trust me
(Verse 2: Mike Posner)
She’s a freshman with a cup in her hand
She tries her best to pretend she doesn’t know who I am
Her and her best friend, I seen ‘em pull up they skirts
They got a wager to see who can hook up with me first
Threesome, like you ain’t done it before
Oh, you’re a good girl, from high in his port
Well, tell your boyfriend, if he even exists
He shouldn’t trust you because I’m stealing his bitch
(Pre-Hook: Kid Cudi)
Hey hater, sign language
Middle finger, middle finger
Let me tell you now
Intergalactical
I see them rockin’ the pole
I see them 304
(Hook: 3OH!3)
She wants to touch me (Whoa)
She wants to love me (Whoa)
She’ll never leave me (Whoa, whoa, oh, oh)
Don’t trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won’t trust a hoe
Won’t trust me
(Chorus)
Baby, I know that you lying
You probably gon’ deny it
I know that you scheming when you say you going home
You think you can hide it
He calls you up on private
If you’re not with him now
Then baby, kiss me through the phone
Swear you’re all alone
Then kiss me thru the phone
Or, I’m gon’ leave you all alone
(Verse 1)
I bet right now you think you’re so smooth
You be running round town with your old dude
I’m not gonna act like I can’t see
When you come back home you won’t find me
I’ma be up late with my old girl
Phone will be on silent
(Chorus)
‘Cause Baby, I know that you lying
You probably gon’ deny it
I know that you scheming when you say you going home
You think you can hide it
He calls you up on private
If you’re not with him now
Then baby kiss me through the phone
Swear you’re all alone
Then kiss me thru the phone
Or, I’m gon’ leave you all alone
(Verse 2)
Don’t try to play like I don’t know you
I already called up …, dat’s my go-to
I’m not gonna act like I can’t see
When you get back home you won’t find me
I’ma be up late with my old girl
Yeah, you think you so slick
You make me so sick
(Chorus)
Baby, I know that you lying
You probably gon’ deny it
I know that you scheming when you say you going home
You think you can hide it
He calls you up on private
If you’re not with him now
Then baby, kiss me through the phone
Swear you’re all alone
Then kiss me thru the phone
Or, I’m gon’ leave you all alone
(Verse 3: Saigon)
Mwah, why can’t you give me a kiss
If you alone, why don’t you kiss me through the phone
Mwah, if I don’t get it, miss you officially on your own
And if you considering Twittering I gon’ be bitter then
It’s nobody’s business but ours
Ahh, let me finish my bars
Lately, you been in your own world
Say you with your homegirl
But Malika told me she ain’t seen you
So I text you
Nothing disrespectful
Just something let you know
You can cu cu cut da bullshit, cut da bullshit
Kiss me through the jack now
Who that in the background?
You said it’s your cousins, uncles, brother
But how does that sound?
OK, if you stating the truth
Then kiss me through the phone
I’ll be waiting for the proof
(Chorus)
Baby, I know that you lying
You probably gon’ deny it
But I know that you scheming when you say you going home
You think you can hide it
He calls you up on private
If you’re not with him now
Then baby, kiss me through the phone
Swear you’re all alone
Then kiss me thru the phone
Or, I’m gon’ leave you all alone
The only thing on my mind was you
Now you said we’re over
I wasted all that time on you
(Hook)
‘Cause you let me go in December
And I got signed in July
You must think that I don’t remember
‘Cause now you call me all the time
If you think I’m gon’ take you back
Baby girl, you got another thing coming
You should leave me alone
Stop calling my phone
‘Cause I’m just gonna hit the, hit the, hit the..
(Chorus)
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
You get the red button, red button
You should leave me alone, leave me alone
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
Red button, red button
‘Cause I’m just gonna hit the, hit the, hit the…
Like, when you took the job on wall street
Barely saw your face no more
Mrs. too good to call me
Now I get paid more than you
(Hook)
‘Cause you let me go in December
And I got signed in July
You must think that I don’t remember
‘Cause now you call me all the time
If you think I’m gon’ take you back,
Baby girl, you got another thing coming
You should leave me alone
Stop calling my phone
‘Cause I’m just gonna hit the, hit the, hit the..
(Chorus)
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
You get the red button, red button
You should leave me alone, leave me alone
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
Red button, red button
‘Cause I’m just gonna hit the, hit the, hit the…
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my..
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my phone no more
Don’t call my..
‘Cause I’m just gonna hit the, hit the, hit the…
(Chorus)
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
You get the red button, red button
You should leave me alone, leave me alone
Red button, red button
I don’t wanna hear your voice
You get the red button, red button
Red button, red button
Now as I seen more money, there’s more problems
Every time I look around
They say I’m not hungry and I lost it
But you’re never gonna, ever gonna, ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me
(Verse 1: Big Sean)
Look, I need the best drinks, I love the best hoes
I roll the best weed and blow the best smoke
Mama, they love me from NY head back to Fresno
But they tryna bring your son down like the West Coast
Still instrumental on top of these instrumentals
I can say that we the same, but it’s too hard to pretend to
You ain’t been through what I been through bitch
(Been through what I been through)
Man, I charge it to the game/It’s cool I got my incidentals
Bitch! I’m doin’ everything I planned to
I’m with a girl that’s just too much for you to handle
My mans will squeeze the handle and put you on a mantel
Respect a nigga doin everything that you can’t do, bitch
(Chorus: Mike Posner)
Now as I seen more money, there’s more problems
Every time I look around
They say I’m not hungry and I lost it
But you’re never gonna, ever gonna, ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me
(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)
D-d-down, yeah clown, another one of them gangsta verses
Woulda put it down sooner but I was out of town
Lookin’ fo a couple thangs to purchase
Needed the money for the shopping malls
So I was robbin’ dawg, had to snatch chains and purses
Comin’ off too thug for the radio cause really though
I just can’t restrain from cursin’
Clip for the tips, and a blunt for the skunk
25 to life charged in my trunk
Gotta keep a strap in my city to straight dump
The fo ten turn grown men to straight punks
Turn kings to straight fiends, good girls; straight hoes
Took it to the street wit dope and straight flows
Told ‘em that the game is sold and not told
Bag it up and then I’m servin’ rocks
Kept my grandma’s house so hot
Mo’ money, mo’ problems dawg
But I’d rather deal with the problems that Puffy got
Don’t wanna be strugglin’ like my dad
Take a look back at this life I had
The hood I threw up so when I grew up
I knew I’d be Jordan, Michael, Brad
(Chorus: Mike Posner)
Now as I seen more money, there’s more problems
Every time I look around
They say I’m not hungry and I lost it
But you’re never gonna, ever gonna, ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon’ bring me
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
I’m on mirrors edge
(Verse 1)
Stuck in a dream, but I can’t wake up
Sitting in a bank, but I can’t take up
Don’t want my girl, but I can’t break up
‘Cause my everyday life, I don’t want to shake up
Feel the earth wake up
Won’t stay still
Haters all around, but I won’t stay trill
All up in my face trying to show their skill
Say they don’t love me, but I know they will
Before the show is over and the lights go out
After I rec on the mic show out
Married to the mob, so wives throw out
Game all over that’s right blow out
What you know about getting raise
We’d done thought of life fifteen ways
So blaze up the Indo
While I’m sitting on the ceiling with my J’s on the window
(Chorus)
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch to the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
I’m on mirrors edge
(Verse 2)
Escalade, get paid
Nigga had to learn from mistakes I made
Dad couldn’t teach me he was layin’ in grave
I didn’t look dirt
Hope God forgave
Now tell momma I’m on my way
Tell Mrs. Wynne she did her best
Got me out the hood, I recess
I smoke a lil weed to relieve my stress
Stackin’ ’em, makin’ out to perfect
I got a new cadi out of my first bitch, persist
Blow purple
Seven in the alley, I took that risk
Runnin’ in a circle
Runnin’ out of town
Southside nigga just want to flick
Rich mothafucker that’s all that shit
I survived that now I feel like this
(Chorus)
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
I’m on mirrors edge
(Bridge)
Looking out the window at another city’s lights
Trying to make it home on another lonely flight
Because I’m runnin’, runnin’ trying to my way
But there’s nothing, nothing, noting
I can say to find you on theses day
(Verse 3)
Mirrors on my walls
In my new apartment
I never touch the floor
I’m like a lattice carpet
I’m feeling like a star
But I’m remaining careless
‘Cause I can run on walls like I am Lucy Ballise
They be saying I’m the next
And I’m just hoping that is true
I took my number got in line
Just hoping I ain’t number two
So, you ask how I feel. I’m fine
You ask about the deal in time
‘Cause the boy from Kansas ran on the ground
On enough now
(Chorus)
It feels like I’m running on walls (yeah)
And I don’t want to touch the ground
I don’t want to touch the ground
(that’s what it is and that’s what it will be)
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
Don’t wanna find me, don’t find me
It feels like I’m running on walls
And I don’t want to touch the ground (all right, all right)
If they say that I’m lost
Then I don’t want to be found
I’m on mirrors edge
I’m on mirrors edge
I’m on mirrors edge
I’m on mirrors edge
Make my dream real
Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters
Moving at the speed of sound
With my head up in the clouds
Moving at the speed of sound
With my head up in the clouds
Yeah yeah, my life’s like
(Chorus)
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
Yeah yeah, my life’s like
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
(Verse 1: Mike Posner)
My ma keeps telling me
I better stay in school
But when that ends, Lord knows
I don’t know what I’m going to do
(Hook)
‘Cause every time I blink now
Another day rolls by
It’s getting harder not to think about
All the things on my mind
Like, I remember this time last year
I was all alone
I felt like I was two feet tall
Now there’s a hundred million numbers
Inside of my phone
But I still got no one to call
My life’s like
(Chorus)
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
Yeah yeah, my life’s like
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
(Verse 2: Mike Posner)
My friends keep telling me
How much they believe in me
I wish that I saw the things that they see in me
(Hook)
‘Cause every time I blink now
Another day rolls by
It’s getting harder not to think about
All the things on my mind
Like, I remember this time last year
I was all alone
I felt like I was two feet tall
Now there’s a hundred million numbers
Inside of my phone
But I still got no one to call
My life’s like
(Chorus)
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
Yeah yeah, my life’s like
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
(Verse 3: Big Sean)
My life’s like
My life’s like
Ay, do it, ay, music, ay
High rise, elevator life
I’m gone in 60 seconds
Or Talladega nights
I know I’m living wrong
I wish I could make it right
But baby, hold that thought…
‘Cause I gotta take this flight
When I leave my passport
Overseas passports
Hotels with the glass floors
Everything I ask for
Fast cars, fast hoes
My whole life is fast forward
But if I stop, stop
I might hit that dashboard
And I be, I be
I be, I be always take and choose
In and out relations with
Girls who want relationships
And I can fake a smile
And I end a conversation well
We just can’t see eye to eye
We might need that LASIK shit
‘Cause tomorrow I’ll be gone gone gone
Dip into another time zone zone zone
Tryna make my hotel feel like home home home
Phone won’t stop ringing but I still feel all alone
My life’s like
(Chorus)
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
Yeah yeah, my life’s like
Moving at the speed of sound
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
With my head up in the clouds
(Move it up, bring it up, bring it up, up up
Bring it up, bring it up, move it up, up up…)
Goodbye to the old me
Goodbye to the minutes and seconds and hours
Hello to the new me
I like how this feels
So close the door
Close the door (Hey)
Close the door
Close the door (Hey)
(Talking: Clinton Sparks)
Goodbye to the old me
Goodbye to the minutes and seconds and hours
Hello to the new me
I like how this feels
So close the door
Close the door (Hey)
Close the door
Close the door (Hey)
(Talking: Clinton Sparks)
