I got a dope fiend lean, got a cocaine pain
I got a Vicodin itch and I got shit for brains
Got a hard luck woman, got a few good friends
Got a couple nice hustles that'll get you some ends
Got an old man's soul, got a heart of gold
Got a brand new shovel, dig me out of this hole
Got a whole lot of nothin', I'm ready to give
I need a whole lot of lovin', girl, I'm eager to live
It go one for the money, two for the show
I got a one trick pony, you can ride her slow
'Cause she's good to go, and when I'm gone for good
I'll be unappreciated and misunderstood
Got a brand new bag, got a brand new style
Got a brand new baby girl that makes me smile
Got a pocket full of money, got a payday swagger
Got a .45 pistol, and a switchblade dagger

And I'm holdin' on with all I got
I see the world keep turnin', fires keep burnin' it down
We're all holdin' on with all we got
They're tryna poison all the water, make porno stars of your daughters in town
You better wake up, you oughta stop messin' around
Quit pretendin' like the motherfuckin' walls ain't tumblin' down

I got a one track mind, got a double standard
I got a woman so fine and that's the way that I planned it
Got a part time job, got a full time hobby
I get drunk at the bar and fall asleep in the lobby
If I'm late for the show, you don't have to worry
I just live for today so I ain't in no hurry
My vision is blurry, my head has been throbbin'
I got to fightin' with the wife and she hung up on me sobbin'
Got a hole in my heart, got the guiltiest feelin'
I got a bottle of the Jameson, that's how I keep dealin'
Got a pill for the pain, got some trees for the blowin'
Got twenty-five thousand more miles to be goin
I got no way of knowin', got no way of tellin'
Ain't nobody on my side and I got nothin' I'm sellin'
Got the clothes on my back, got the song that I'm singin'
Got the love in my heart, got the drama I'm bringin'

And I'm holdin' on with all I got
I see the world keep turnin', fires keep burnin' it down
We're all holdin' on with all we got
They're tryna poison all the water, make porno stars of your daughters in town
You better wake up, you oughta stop messin' around
Quit pretendin' like the motherfuckin' walls ain't tumblin' down

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Darius Anthony Holbert, Erik Francis Schrody, Joel David Whitley