Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself You're pushing and pulling me down to you I'm saying something that I should have never thought But I don't know what I want No I don't know what I want Down to you But I don't know what I I'm saying

Popping, stopping, hopping like a rabbit When I take the Nina Ross ya know I gotta ta have it I lay back in the cut retain myself Think about the shit, and I'm thinking wealth How can I makes my grip And how should I make that nigga straight slip Set

She's got her ticket I think she gonna use it I think she going to fly away No one should try and stop her Persuade her with their power She says that her mind is made up Why not leave why not Too much hatred

Yo, now you gon' stop me from the top? Listen Shout out Harlem, man Shout out A$AP Rocky, man AWGE in the building, man What's good? Is that potato salad? Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high waist and alligator the

Better than this Doesn't get I think that we should try Oh if we could stop the world tonight Doesn't get

Nothing can stop you now Like a ghost rider Haunting that wilderness road There's a shadow on the road behind There's a shadow on the road ahead Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding north and west Carry all those phantoms

My mind I'm gonna lose it Gotta smile that leads to something that I shouldn't be doing I can tell by the way you're laughin' Trouble lookin' for a place to happen You stand out out on the dance floor Song stops and I want more 'Cause I know I'm gonna

To be their own piece of clay Everybody wants somebody We should all love each other (each other) Father stop Criticizing (criticizing) your son Mother please Leave your daughters alone Don't you see that's what wrong With the world (with the world)

And the record won't stop skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From comparing myself to everyone else around me Everyone else around me

I run around town, around round the town The pedal to whatever Gonna ride my bike until I get home With the pedal to the metal My mama tells me I should stop Go and get a real job That can't be the way that I roll And I'm getting count of it all