Up and outta here

I was so wrapped up in all of the finer things That I never took the time to show ya What you meant to me Money, cars and ice blinging off clothes I thought that I was hot, until you turned cold How could my success go and deceive me If I could turn it all back Then all of this would be a dream to me (ooooh, ooh, ooh, oooooh) Oh,oh (ooooh, ooh, ooh, oooooh) Baby, baby If you saw me in Church on Sunday You could tell That I've learned my lesson well