Tudutudutudu, fuck you too Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes Never wear your heart on

I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks I worked so hard for that first kiss She was killing me in that mini-skirt She had a sun tan line and red lipstick A heart don't forget something like that It

It's my fifty mission cup I worked it in And I worked it in to look like that Won the Leafs the cup They didn't win another till nineteen sixty two The year he was discovered I worked it in to look like that It's his fifty mission cup And I worked it in

I'ma take you with me when I go And it's much too late to change my name I get older but my troubles don't change Worked so hard with nothin' to show When I leave here, when I leave here I have no place to go I'm a stranger, just a stranger Even to the

I've come way too far for this I've worked way too hard for this But we live in dark places, dark places Dark places I've put in too much work I've dealt with too much hurt I've dealt too much hurt People say I'm pissed off 'Cause I like to shit talk

I'm grindin' for all my shit Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit Grindin' for all my shit Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit I put time into all this shit I'm fucking every night up in my new house Grindin', grindin' 'Cause bitch I worked too hard for

There's your trouble There's your trouble, there's your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one You can't see I love you, you can't see she doesn't But you just keep holding on Should have all worked out But it didn't She should be here now But

And I know that I wasn't in the picture Tried to paint it, looking perfect And it never worked for the both of us I'mma let you know, now I'll let you go You should fly, for the first time in a long time Just fly, let you go, let you go Let you fly, for

Do not obey Never one to be held back or held down I'd write my name so the king could see I will follow the true declaration And find some hope in what mankind could be I've worked so hard Let my deeds be my witness And let my words flow through

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', no Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugazi I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah) I make more than Dwyane