Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Living the dream like a London Queen I never thought I'd be living in the USA Doing things the American way When I'm driving on the wrong side of the road I feel like JFK you know Right away from Holloway I said "Mum, this isn't a holiday Listen up, I

Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up

I slow down but it ain't slow no more I stack up 'cause it don't fold no more I pop pills 'til I can't feel no more I wanted fame but I don't know no more (Lord, save the world) I just pour 'til I can't pour no more Tryna be sane but I can't hold no more

Black and yellow Reppin' my town when you see me you know everything I put it down from my whip to my diamonds I'm in Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Everything I do, I do it big What I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin' Yeah, uh huh screamin' that's

No kind of life! this is no kind of life! (I've got to get out!) It's no kind of life! this is no kind of life! (You can't blame me!) My freedom is best Whole country's on house arrest And everyone's a suspect You can't feel the flow because you died

I wanna ride Up and down like a zipper Zipper, zipper, zipper And all the ladies say Got me fiending I’ma mark my territory Shawty I’m an animal, slowly digging in to you

Baby, I'm dreamin Someday I'll find her And I'm still reminded Maybe she's best in dreams She's still the best I've seen Out on her windowsill Baby remember Maybe I'm out of luck

And I have to rest my head Please do not follow where I am leading Someone must clear these things away Here in the burnt out husk of the morning Strung out with nothing left to say Yeah this was one hell of a party Nobody ever got to bed But the morning

How can I fix what I fucked up? How can I, how can I Yeah, I'm in trouble, can't stop what's coming My hands are frozen into chains behind my back So please don't swallow down the key, let me out now Can't blame this one on bad luck Iced out, got hot,