I´m a stubborn son of a
Take shit from none of ya
Far from the run-of-the-mill
I´m a record-breakin´ good mistake and hard to take, but still

Whiskey you can´t put back in the bottle
80-grit pill, too hard to swallow
Cinder block, foot stuck on the throttle
A little more lead, less follow

That´s just me
If that ain´t you
Don´t let that swingin´ door hit you when you walk back through
I got all kinds of time
And I got all kinds of room
But I ain´t got time to mind what the haters do
Hate on me, love you too

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Love you too

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I´ve had hard knocks
Been down on the rocks
Yeah, hell, I´ve even thrown a few
Enough stones and sticks
Your skin gets thick
And I´m bullshit bulletproof, yeah

That´s just me
If that ain´t you
Don´t let that swingin´ door hit you when you walk back through
I got all kinds of time
And I got all kinds of room
But I ain´t got time to mind what the haters do
Hate on me

Love you too

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

That´s just me
If that ain´t you
Don´t let that swingin´ door hit you when you walk back through
I got all kinds of time
And I got all kinds of room
But I ain´t got time to mind what the haters do
Hate on me
Love you too

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Love you too
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh