See the truth Any time you see the truth I won’t point any fingers I won’t say it was you Don't know how many times I got caught up in this game I let life take its time Don't try to hide it all Don't try, don't try

Living on a paper sun Cause you're living on a paper sun Blind to all the damage done Waiting for the tide to turn All your dreams have come and gone There's not a reason why you've come undone There's nothing left to justify, this can't go on There's

Bet a hundred (bet a hundred) bet a thousand (bet a stack) Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is) Let it rush through your veins, cause I'ma be the one To step up and put a hundred thousand dollars on the game Got a pocket full of change and

You're five years dead Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you shot a man Trigger happy punk down in Chinatown Sexy Sue from Hong Kong Asked around right or wrong Outta town change your name Or ya get five years with a ball and chain

I'm sipping pink, Lucozade We're blazing on that new found haze I'm seeing in the blacks and grays, I'm Hoping that the basket sways Left to right Sit and talk shit all night Does that make it right for so Maybe, or am I just seeing shit? Seeing the pain

Please don't let me down 'Cause I'm up right now Don't bring me down, bring me closer to God Do the dash, bitch Shawty, please don't let me down Ayy, shawty, please don't let me down Don't let me down Yeah! 14, yeah

Grand-père j'avance fier, fort et brave, tout comme toi Ce soir j'me sens seul sur mon champs de bataille Les gens criblés de balles, j'ai le vague à l'âme Si toutefois je pleure faudra que j'm'en aille Je n'ai pas le droit d'leur montrer mes failles

I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this They know I took my time with the shit Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist I grind like this So I can shine like this Them diamonds on my wrist Damn, it feels good from way up here Damn, it feels

I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

(Happy to call this) 'Cause I'm happy to call this No more running I'm good knowing That I belong I got loving Inside this island Don't care who knows it