Stop running away, put it all on display Love when your anger increases You were born this way, everything has to fade But your anger increases The passing time we all betray Don't underestimate my faith How many more times can we make mistakes? So many

Ran down on that bitch twice You know me I be with whatever If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva Why you always tryna run and hide Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line You gon' make me pop pop up at your door like surprise Like come

Gotta deal with the devil When you're high who ya flying for When you ride who ya riding for When you toast who ya drinking for When you play, gotta deal with the devil I took the pills, I've been consumed I drank the water, I had to choose I'm still

I’m torn to pieces, I’m broken down I still see your face when you’re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I’ll ever be Half the man you wanted me to be Even though I know you’re not gonna come back I can’t wash it away It’s tearing me to pieces

Everybody pop pop a bottle, make that thing go boaw! When you're all ready say go, okay You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' couch, Rick James nigga Let her drink it till she drown Atta girl gon' wild, pop pop a

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you Fill up my cup, don't ever stop coming Get up on top, I'll make it pop pop, honey It's hard times when nobody wants you It's a cold heart, when nobody holds you Don't you stop me, I will get what's coming to me I am

Like a beer can in a truck bed I just wanna roll around with you On a slow ride in the sunset Bouncin' down a small town street Let's pop pop the top right off this thing I need a cold drink 'cause you're a hot mess Let the night do what it does best Shake

When yuh come inna mi ramping shop Me will bruk yuh back Me will quint it up two time and pop pop yuh cock Me will mek yuh run out a mi house Inna half ah frock A gyal eva ride pon it and gi yuh heart attack Ah di teacha And ah spice Every man grab a gyal

At the night show Don't you let out that antidote Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) It's lowkey at the night show Anything can happen at the night show Don't you open up that window Don't go through the front door

Niggas pistol popping like it's nineteen ninety nine I was nine maybe ten, then again never mind Press rewind, back in time before rappers dropping dimes Trap or die, choppin' pies with cliche's all in they rhymes That was Gucci, Prada and anything