Walk on, yeah, yeah Take a look around And tell me what you can see I guess that all depends on Exactly what you want it to be Don't know all the answers Everybody's running away, hey If you want to win the game Then you know it's a shame not to play

Yeah, they say when we grow up You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it Say goodbye to the old me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this If I'll ever let go of this We ain't friends anymore, you don't

You know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, ayy, yeah Provoke, this ain't a joke, man, nobody playin' These around but they ain't around Say that they down, when they is down Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Lot of 6's in here tonight Yeah, yeah, ayy

(Yeah, yeah) I'm the underdog Say, I'm the underdog I know how it feels to be expect to get a fair shake But they won't let you forget That you're the underdog and you've got to be twice as good Even if you're never right They get uptight when you get

I walk into the club like, everybody hates me Yeah, I just want to drink tequila with my friends So I walk into the club like, everybody hates me I'm talkin' to myself, shit, now they think I'm crazy I walk into the club like, everybody hates me

Again, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, I never listened I never listened to what they told me I'll only do it again, yeah, do it again My mama told me that he was wrong 'Cause they told me once and they told me twice Stop falling in love with your

Why these cats is like (yo!) hey yo! Uh, yeah, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, what! We gon' make these cats (what!) stop! Why they waitin to (what!) go! We gon' keep it (on top!) on top! Song ain't a song without x and the b.s.

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

I think they scared of us, yeah I think they scared of us I think they scared Escobar season begins Black Kemet gods, black Egyptian gods Summoned from heaven, blessed, dressed in only Goyard Homie go hard like stole and rob it in a stolen car Shoot the

Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be