The Good Stuff Lyrics & Chords By Cyrus

They got me tripping on a bottle of the good stuff They got me feeling like I can never stop I've been listening to "Old School New Love" Got me feeling like "Hey, Where's the time?" They've been wondering like "Where you goin'?" But I only know, oh, oh How to show my soul [?], Hey Said that music is where I am suppose to be in bed now But I am inspired Got my lighter tipped upside down Got me feeling like I am never going to stop, baby Said If you need a break [?] I recommend you watch, lady Said that teacher said that I wouldn't do shit music Turn around speak to the kids hit music Tell'em to never give a fuck about what a hater say And that goes out to anybody even if it's may I never went to after high school I think they call it college I just called it high school Only spent my time smokin' Only spent my time drinkin' Only spent my time now I treat my Mondays like the weekends Lets go follow the dreams Lets go following me And this is coming from the complicated kid in the seats Tell the shallow, it ain't deep Tell the blind, that they can see Tell the sober in the room, that they should probably grab a drink, yeah They got me tripping on a bottle of the good stuff They got me feeling like I can never stop I've been listening to "Old School New Love" Got me feeling like "Hey, Where's the time?" They've been wondering like "Where you goin'?" But I only know, oh, oh How to show my soul [?], Hey Look, look, look never quit you day job unless you're craft make money And never drop out unless you're falling for somebody And that person is "you" And those checks is getting cleared And never make a promise if you're lying to you peers Look, I haven't been the best example An my grandfather would kill me if he knew I gambled See he had a problem And I got many too But the only thing that breaks even is too many "You's/U's" [?] And I don't like those odds I'm tryin' to win, homie Only question asked not "What days?" is "When?", homie Like play that song I'm trying to get that shit again, homie You swear that you made that, man you gonna make that grams, homie Where you at? Put that on my gramps, homie And If my father was around it would be like "Damn, How you've grown into a man!" They got me tripping off a bottle They got me tripping on a bottle of the good stuff They got me feeling like I can never stop I've been listening to "Old School New Love" Got me feeling like "Hey, where's the time?" They've been wondering like "Where you goin'?" But I only know, oh, oh How to show my soul [?], Hey When we stop, we stop, we go And when we rock, we rock, we roll And when we feel, we feel so good Doing what we do We always do are best baby When we stop, we stop, we go And when we rock, we rock, we roll And when we feel, we feel so good Doing what we do We always do are best baby Yeah They got me tripping on a bottle of the good stuff They got me feeling like I can never stop I've been listening to "Old School New Love" Got me feeling like "Hey, where's the time?" They've been wondering like "Where you goin'?" But I only know, oh, oh How to show my soul [?], Hey La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la x 4 HEY!