I'm a stubborn son of a Take shit from none of ya Far from the run of the mill I'm a record breaking 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 Love you too 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