Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog) Y'all niggas want the real? (Get at me, dog) Y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog) (Yeah, I'm right here, dog) Where my dogs at? (We right here, dog) Where my dogs at? (I'm right here, dog) What must

I'll be right where I wanna be Take a left here boy, take it slow Don't get distracted by that radio I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know I'm fifteen, I ain't green like some ol' ten year old" What I wouldn't give to be sixteen, wild and free

Where do we I hope I'm right when I'm speaking my mind I hope my life is no sign of the times Haven't we all I've been looking for the golden trees I don't wanna see the killing on those leaves Maybe I'll just press my hands on it It's a lot for me to