[Hook: Cyrus] I'm on my northside sh** On the south side with a west coast chick Future in her eyes No direction over here All we got is time Got a 3:25 You should climb inside and hit the lotto Ooh, my family hit the lotto Ooh, I'll start walking if you follow Ooh, never live for tomorrow But if it comes then what's good [Verse 1: Cyrus] She said I like your music, but you be talking too much And everytime I listen, recite them songs about us You play guitar for me, I'd sing your favorite songs You play piano baby, and that sh**, that gets me every time Oh girl, na na na na na na, oh girl When I said I want to read your mind Please don't waste your words I know I talk my sh** Just please don't throw my phone That's the third one this week And still four days to go I'm only tryna do my best That's why, that's why [Hook: Cyrus] I'm on my northside sh** On the south side with a west coast chick Future in her eyes No direction over here All we got is time Got a 3:25 You should climb inside and hit the lotto Ooh, my family hit the lotto Ooh, I'll start walking if you follow Ooh, never live for tomorrow But if it comes then what's good [Verse 2: Cyrus] She said I like your music, but you be talking too much And I every time I listen, recite them songs about us You play guitar for me, I'd sing your favorite songs You play for hours baby, we do whatever we want Right, cause that's what it's all about, right Slept on like every twin mattress in this city cause this music full time This king might need a queen now like 'Bron need another ring now Said that before he got one and goddamn it, he got like three now Don't forget where you came from Cause one day go back to it Those seven living rooms, seven living rooms Seven rooms in my pad now If you find you're alone, I hope that ain't how you go out Know there's people that love you I'll be the first to let you know that And I never made it to cla**, no But showed up on time to my pa**ion And my mother she's proud of that Still only trying to do my best That's why, that's why [Hook: Cyrus] I'm on my northside sh** On the south side with a west coast chick Future in her eyes No direction over here All we got is time Got a 3:25 You should climb inside and hit the lotto Ooh, my family hit the lotto Ooh, I'll start walking if you follow Ooh, never live for tomorrow But if it comes then what's good [Verse 3: Cyrus] She said I like your music, but you be talking too much And I every time I listen, recite them songs about us You play guitar for me, I'd sing your favorite songs Wrote this record for you, on one of my three phones So what's good, yeah So what's good, baby So what's good, what's good, what's good, with you So what's good, baby So what's good, what's good, what's good [Outro: Cyrus] I'm on my northside sh** On the south side with a west coast chick Future in them eyes No direction over here All we got is time Got a 3:25 You should climb inside and hit the lotto