Do your dance YG, do your dance And twist my fingaz with my hands You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride In the ride, in the ride Got two mothafuckas wanna fight me outside Fight me outside, fight me outside I just do my dance and cuff my

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why should I care

Disappointment It was exactly there And I hope you'll find your way again And it won't get any higher In the night we fight, I fled you're right Disappointment you shouldn't have done

No one gets to their heaven without a fight What should have been our armor A refuge for the coming night A future of eternal light The snakes and arrows a child is heir to Are enough to leave a thousand cuts We build our defenses, a place of safety And

You never know until you know, know, know The grip that holds on I'm trapped in my head I never felt so close To giving up my hope Should I hide it Should I fight it

Girl, I'm in love with the thought of you, you, you I did but I don't know how It's gon' take some time But I'll figure it out Why should we fight the feeling Let's just live in the moment Though it's infatuation I'm good with that 'Cause I'm in love

I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more. My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read alibi. Delusional I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me! Like this (like

This is a call to all my Past resignations This is a call to all It's been too long Fingernails are pretty Fingernails are good Seems that all they ever wanted was a marking Them balloons are pretty Big and say they should

D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S A-N-I-M-A-L I'm pinned down by the dark Makes my head pirouette Been fighting with my sheets And nearly crying in my sleep Yes, I'm battling that well taught gripe The most restraining type You should have racing stripes

Why do I feel so numb Is it something to do with where I come from Should this be fight or flight Helpless hysteria A false sense of urgency Trapped in my phobia Possessed by anxiety Run, try to hide Overwhelmed by this