Yeah, livin' life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was I

You are the end of everything This is the end of everything I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault I haven't slept since I woke up You are wrong, fucked, and overrated And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker Shallow skin, I can paint with

I'm not new to this I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy (work) I'll admit it, I'll admit it (I'll admit it) I'm about to say a true thing (Rr' Ting) I'll admit it, I'll admit it Watch your motherfuckin' tone boy Get hurt boy Aw here go another

Get it on the floor Get it, get it on the floor You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go Now you can ride to this motherfucker Bounce to this motherfucker Freak to this motherfucker, let's get it on Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing You wanna