Keep moving on
Whoo
Don't bother asking me to ever give my lady up
Was 'bout five years old taking my first puff
It was love at first light, fell in love the first night
My uncle told me, "Don't rush, this could be your first crush"
Now I'm on the block with all the homies, and it's a family affair
17 with a dream, blowing smoke in the air
Serving fiends, my routine is where I was that year
Avoiding them - pandas in my rearview mirror
County blues, win or lose, -, I'm with all of my peers
Looking back, I wouldn't change sh-, oh, what a career
I used to flip bags with her (yeah), skip class with her (yeah)
She comfortable as - when I'm tryna smash with her
She got a lot of fans and they're always harassing us
Ashes to ash to dust, feel like I'm Lazarus
I can't get past the rush, never pass her up
Who took this - worldwide? -, we're gassing up, now is the
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
Even before the fame, she was my Novocain
You know it ain't gon' change, 'cause now
I feel summer creeping in, and I'm
Tired of this town again
And if the truth remains that it just ain't the same
Without my Lois Lane by my side
Whoo
Whoo
I've seen some things in my life
It feels like raging inside
This time, I'm changing my mind
I'm saying goodbye to the dangerous side
Sometimes you gotta roll with it
But fighting fire is a cold, cold finesse
Somehow she came in my life (whoo)
Between the white lines and made it alright (well, alright)
And everything she ever told me, knew it from the get-go
Yes, I did (oh, yes, I did)
And if I gotta grab a can of gasoline
Strike a match, I'ma burn that bridge
It's so unfair what she did to me
The way she sparked this epiphany
I tried to walk away, but I'm stumbling, whole world crumbling
Something's never change, and now it's my
Last dance with Mary Jane (it's my last dance)
One more time to kill the pain
Even before the fame, she was my Novocain
You know it ain't gon' change, 'cause now
I feel summer creeping in, and I'm (I feel it coming)
Tired of this town again
And yet, the truth remains that it just ain't the same
Without my Lois Lane by my side
Whoo (mm, mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoo (mm, mm, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep moving on
