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

Is anybody out there? It feels like I'm talking to myself No one seems to know my struggle, and everything I've come from Can anybody hear me? Yeah, I guess I keep talking to myself It feels like I'm going insane, am I the one whose crazy? (So why in the

I'm ready to go! I'm living like a landmine Waiting to explode! I'm ticking like a time-bomb Ready to go! I'm a danger to myself And everybody else And I can't hold much longer It keeps getting stronger

Can't keep my hands to myself My hands to myself Keep making love to each other All of the downs and the uppers You're metaphorical gin and juice And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I I want it all, no,

There isn't enough love in the atmosphere To keep you here, ah Don't leave me here I ride for my baby I died for my baby I'd die for my baby no lie In the atmosphere And I can't blame myself for getting lost inside the promise of you

Come see my cage, built in my grain Keeping myself alive Through your empathy Zero and zero is nothing but zero Cancer and people conspire together Running and running and going forever Collected and sampled, starving for zero Minus the inside and minus

If I'm being honest And I'm not gonna tell you that I'm over it 'Cause I think about it every night I'm not sober, and I know I keep these feelings to myself Like I don't need nobody else But you're not the only one on my mind You said I should be honest

Make out on the dance floor, take it too far Out the back door, leave an open tab When you look like that? And tell me how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself When you're making my mind wander somewhere else? It's on a one-way track when you look

If I lose myself tonight Take us down and we keep trying 40,000 feet keep flying Thought of all other people, places and things I've loved You can feel the light start to tremble Washing what you know out the sea yeah You can see your life out of the

Can't keep my hands to myself My hands to myself Keep making love to each other All of the downs and the uppers You're metaphorical gin and juice And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I I want it all, no,