And let's spark a new flame 'Cause I wanna tell them they they wrong You gon' be my baby Love me, love you crazy Tell me if you with it Baby, come and get it Maybe try a new thing Oh, I don't know what you had planned to do tonight We're standing here looking

Reform, reform shoulda came sooner And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain This shit gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't shit gon' change for at least three summers They They tryna kill a nigga faith, we need

Catching feelings Could it be a possibility? I'm tryna see what's up It's been me for you, and you for me, maybe now is time for us Tryna keep it all together, but enough is enough They They say we're too young for love, but I'm Catching feelings girl Sun

Where I'm from they they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from

Stop pressurin' me Just stop pressurin' me Make me wanna scream You try to cope with every lie they they scrutinize Tired of injustice Tired of the schemes Your lies are disgusting What does it mean Kicking me down

This the shit that I live for With the people I'd die for Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low They They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (lose control) Well they they can watch me fuck it up all in one night

Got a lot of blood and it's cold So offended that I had to double check They They keep tryna get me for my soul Thankful for the women that I know Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe I'm workin' on dyin' Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect

All I see is green lights (woo!) My name buzzin', ain't no way you could ignore it I did not come this far so they they could ignore me I am not the one to say, "I'll do it in the mornin'" I'd rather get it done, don't focus on what's not important They They try

If I die tonight Tonight's the night I get in some shit Plotting on murdering motherfuckers 'fore they they get you A coward dies a thousand deaths A soldier dies but once They They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols Picturing pitiful punk niggas

I will not vanish and you will not scare me Try to get through it, try to bounce to it All the while thinking I might as well do it They They be lovin' someone and I'm not that stupid Take the next ticket to take the next train Why would I do it? And you