It's a mystery to me, the game commences For the usual fee, plus expenses Confidential information, it's a diary This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line

It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information It's in a diary This is my investigation It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the report

This might be the night, that's right, that's right This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye) Y'all can't see this That this might be the night I never thought it would be like this (Yo, yo check this out, yeah motherfuckers) (Come on

What a peculiar state, we're in Let's play a game But we'll find other pieces to the puzzles Slippin' out under the locks I could show you how many moves to checkmate right now We could take apart this life we're building And pack it up inside a box All

All this money got you in your feelings I just copped a coupe to cop the ceiling, oh yeah When you leave town, your bitch can't wait to see me You know everything about me, you wanna be me, oh yeah I blew a check, you know I bought a whip, you know I

But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over, Find a way to make the hurt go away, I'm never gonna watch you checkin' out of this place I'm not gonna lose you 'Cause the passion and the pain Are gonna keep you alive someday Everyone you know, is tryna

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Uh, uh, uh, uh-oh Let's be alone together But do you got room for one more troubled soul And I said, I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead This is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end We could stay young forever Scream it from the top

Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy Still shinin', still climbin Still shinin', still climbin, check this out Son We shot the motherfuckin pack yo Yo to all my niggaz uncivilized to civilized We cook the shake move the weight across

When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast Made a brick through a brick, I ain't whip up shit From the streets, but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe, no brain, coupe no brain I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do And I do my