Yeah I'll always be waiting for you So I look in your direction And on and on from the moment I wake To the moment I sleep I'll be there by your side Just you try and stop me I'll be waiting in line Did she want me to change Well I change for good

You'll try and come back when you famous Dogs on this side, dogs over on this side Yes, I'm hurting, yes, I'm jaded (jaded) You wanna hit me up when you make it (Back around, back around) You wanna get with me, stop (playin') Leaving me (leavin' me)

Open your heart to me, baby I hold the lock and you hold the key Open your heart to me, darlin' I'll give you love if you, you turn the key Don't try to run I can keep up with you Nothing can stop me from trying, you've got to Open your heart with the

Metro Boomin said he got me, yeah All these rappers try to copy, yeah Stick to ice, don't play no hockey, yeah My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah I used to want

Gotta find my way back home I've been way too long War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs You other rappers mad

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Yeah, layin' in her underwear I just wanted you to notice me Tryin to see what’s under there I don’t wanna ruin it But you got me excited I just wanna stop and stare Wanna see where this could go But I can see just where this is goin' For who I am

He wanna pop a wheelie Ride him like a Kawasaki They telling me be humble but they know I'm cocky Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky Ah, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi I'm sipping saki

Matter of fact, I don't even care where you been Bad vibes, get off of me Outta here with that fuckery Treat my goals like property Collect them like Monopoly Won't come if there's not a fee And if they try come stoppin' me

I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) Ayy, my walk is so cocky the bouncers don't even stop me Ain't no pat down, no ID They know me, that shit obvi Bitch I pack out the lobby just from fans tryna find me I got daughters and mothers tryna fuck with