Intro:
Son listen close, there s one thing for sure
That the fire don t know not to burn your hands
Woman, the wind blows, better go grab your coat
Cause the winter don t know that you don t like the cold
But I, I, I... I do
I, I, I... I do
Bullets and steel, they don t think, they don t feel
Well, they ain t got no plans to shoot down a man
Silver and gold, it comes and it goes
Well, money don t know I got mouths to feed
But I, I, I... I do
I, I, I... I do