You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're

I'm running, running Got me running, running, ooh Now I'm running for my life Been too many miles Tryna find the road to you 'Cause you, you just wanna drive With no place in mind Where the hell we going to, oh? I just can't ignore it

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat