You can make it if you try Yeah, yeah, yeah (All together now) Time still creepin' 'Specially when you're sleepin' Wake up and go For what you know Push a little harder Think a little deeper

I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I’m just paranoid Yeah, I’m paranoid, I’m trippin' I’ve been smoking, I’ve been sippin' I’m fuckin' around with two bitches But I never

Want her, all the rich niggas want her, yeah Want her, all the rich niggas want her Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you If I'ma spend I'ma pay for some friends I'ma pay for some friends Want a rich nigga come up and pull up

Na-na-na-na-na-nanana So go ahead and blaze up Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh) So go ahead and put your J's up (And smoke) Whenever I'm down and out I get back to myself I roll a motherfucking fat back to myself Leave it to beaver, America

Okay, but, uh, are you sure I'm an example I just want to be alone with you Is that fine? Sexual healing Oh what a feeling Young and impatient for sweet sensations, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey (you know baby, yeah you know) I'm still up to something criminal

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'

I don't know, why I don't Put it out baby We kiss and the flames Just get higher But yeah I know When I hold onto you baby I'm all tangled up in barbed wire I get burned, I don't learn I'll be back, give it time

I'm calling you up, you tell me it's over Yeah, it's hard when you're young You say what you want, but it's hard when you're young We both know I go too far like when I wrecked your car And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all

I'ma have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you Think I need to take it all back (take it all back) I gave you everything, yeah But you don't know what to do with all that And that's on everything Let go, time to give up on you

Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!) Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!) Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!) You can't see that on the road, I blank Murda on the beat so it's not nice What I bought (what you buy?) I'm