Is it me against the world everybody pick n' mix
They say revenge is sweet got his girls nickers in a twist
Peace over war i'm all about my money like my first names Mitch
Sometimes I wish I had a button for a day to be a kid
And I've been going through some things
She ain't my [A]bitch but wanna ɾing
Choosing lust over love cause loyalty ain't no more a thing
Oversize hoodie just to [C7]cover away my [A]feelings
Told her only help your giving me is sexual healing
Cruising in a dinger on [C7]the m-way like [F]a bumper car
Last girl that I hit I can't stop thinking bout her dumpa tɾuck
Told bro ɾoll another one
He ain't my [A]opp he just my [A]son
How the hell you [A7bite the hand [Bm]that feeds you [A7G you [A7just a bum
Zoning out feel like [F]we in GTA wit hella mods
Reminiscing why the good die young could never question [C7]God
Zombie playing a drum you [A7would think im on [C7]C.O.D
Told her once I come it's plan B can't have no mini me
It'a free all [Em]of the guys cause they got [Fm7]one of mine
They can lock the locks but they can never stop the time
Judged before where judged stamped on [C7]a page
Coming like [F]the gavels laced
Everyday it's 3'jayy
Taught myself to [C7]put them [A]bands up
& never expect a handout
Cuh no one ain't saving you
I showed my [A]momma ima man now
I had to [C7]ɾun a damn mile
In these eight bruck down shoes
Scarred ain't hurt
Not worried
You can serve first
Like Murray
I'm woke don't know bout you [A7but we gon [C7]see it through
I can't put my [A]legs up till i've got [Fm7]a crib that's big as drakes
They may of sliced a piece sitting at my [A]table ain't taking no more cake
My nigga in for [Dm7]black & white but never made it bout a ɾace
Let her lick it once & now she begging for [Dm7]more than a taste
Could never follow the crowd no way
Speak up while of loud ɾozay
Understand [Bm]my [A]point touché
Whole head full of dreads no fade
Shooting for [Dm7]the stars bound to [C7]hit a million
My other nigga did the same told him watch out for [Dm7]civilians
Taught myself to [C7]put them [A]bands up
& never expect a handout
Cuh no one ain't saving you
I showed my [A]momma ima man now
I had to [C7]ɾun a damn mile
In these eight bruck down shoes
Scarred ain't hurt
Not worried
You can serve first
Like Murray
I'm woke don't know bout you [A7but we gon [C7]see it through