Crushed diamonds in my watch, slashin' at me All my jewelry on, rolling 'round the city one deep If she want smoke, then she actin' blunt Them niggas smoke, them niggas runtz I don't care if you a fan, that boy a rat Ain't takin' no pitches, I won't even bunt Twenty-four, shooter round me like Kobe Twenty more, racks on me Ginóbili On the floor, baseball game My shirt was soaked in blood, would see the nosebleed, yeah Crushed diamonds ashes in the Rolls Royce truck Come from poverty, we won't even clean it up I seen niggas die to this day still Ain't got headstones (Got headstones) Talk to my dawg, he locked away Say he miss his bedroom (Say he miss his bedroom) Sleepin' with a stress room (Sleepin' with a toy) Hide your phone, hide your change (Shake it up, boy) Hellcat, new model, Tyra Banks, yeah Stunna, I might fuck around and ride the 'Vette Twenty-four hunnid for a 'Vette Call that hoe at 2:30 This car right here go two-thirty Two blue racks city, two-thirty Banana, Glocks and 2-30's (2-30) My watch it come from Hell, she on demon time I was tryna win though, I couldn't even see the blinds How these niggas switched up on me, I might've switched up on me (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) Fuck around put the killer on payroll (Put the killer on payroll) I shot 'em, send 'em the draco (Yeah, yeah) How them niggas shoot but my name ain't DeRozan (Ain't DeRozan) Hiding in the open, still be feelin' like I'm closed in Clothesline, on my fists on the clothespin I hope they don't come take it (Don't come take it) I hope a smoker don't come steal my shit (Steal my shit) I ain't fucked in a year, but that hoe still my bitch I know a trapper with a bald head, he got heroin (Heroin) She know I don't like to hit it, she ain't got her hair on The street don't love a nigga back I had to get on (Said I'd get on, yeah) I know life a bitch but I'm tryna get on (Tryna get on) They hope I catch a charge, they tryna find someone to tell on (Tryna rat on) Thinkin' back, know where we went wrong Touch down, had to call play back, it was haulin' My dawg still ain't free, I could've swore I seen him rollin' (I was here) Ten types of problems that I had 'fore this rap shit (On God) Woah, woah, woah I don't know why I'd be scared of him, if he can bleed, yeah Still nutted even though she can bleed (Can believe) The hoe ain't for she a blood For the whole new Nip, say she a Crip (Red, blue, politics) Don't trip, don't panic, nah I'm lying, panic Shooting dice, tryna get a bet don't care if I won a Grammy Lot of these niggas one hit wonders, just like lil' Sammy He stabbed me in my back, he turned his head, I stabbed 'em back It was mutual I wish you would know Glock came with a dick, I sent this bitch a nude Dracos and foreigns Hood niggas tourin' (Dracos and foreigns, hood niggas tourin') I'm pourin', I'm tourin' (I'm pourin', I'm tourin') We pull out magazines Like it just got borin' (Like it just got borin') Don't care if he blood, if it's smoke I'm on his ass I tried to send my nigga to get buried I pray they hurse ran out of gas (Yeah, yeah) Yeah it's still cold I watch them run around with Corona masks (Yeah, yeah) I earned my stripes just like a tiger fuck a care basket (Yeah, yeah) They gon' remember me when I'm gone (Ooh) I'm the one that made that song You should have twenty-one years in the city Caught a flight and he got murked out of town (Oh woah) A nigga like me, hoes start playin' me (Playin' me, playin' me) I roll with twenty niggas but I don't Want no sympathy (I don't want no sympathy) Stay down, we might have to send on me (Might have to send on me) Tell me lil' hoe, don't you want to ride the dick? Tell me lil' hoe, don't you want to ride the dick? Air him out, like I got the vent on me, yea (I got the vent on me) Got the vent on me, got the vent on me My homie, lil' hoe Don't vent on me (Bitch, don't come and vent on me) Don't talk to me, lil' bitch Don't vent to me (Bitch, I ain't tryna hear it) From the bricks, I'll fuck a hoe that's Vietnamese Rylo You got money, you know you make her bend her knees And the bar spinnin' Had certain niggas been on tees (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) Booked up a year straight, I ain't dropped a mixtape Booked up a year straight, ain't even dropped a mixtape She wanna leave me but she Gon' need a big rake (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) Woah, woah Red, blue, politics Red, blue, politics Red, blue, politics (What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

I've made some mistakes in my life I've pushed them away, and I feel alone, and I feel alone Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Take my will from me, you burn my eyes But I can't see Confuse our lives for misery You lock me out, and throw away the key And I feel alone And I feel alone Yeah Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Yeah Every morning now I wake up on the wrong side Every morning now I wake up on the wrong side Every morning I wake up on the wrong side Every morning now I wake up on the wrong side But every morning now I wake up on the Wrong Side But every morning now I wake up on the Wrong Side But every morning now I wake up on the Wrong Side But every morning I wake up on the Wrong Side Every morning I wake up on the Wrongside Every morning I wake up on the Wrongside Every morning I wake up on the Wrongside Every morning I wake up on the Wrong... Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Wait for something more, I will shed This part of me... Wrongside Wrongside

See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes These niggas say I'm switching fuck what they say Got me feeling like I'm Tom Hanks in Castaway You can see the ice that's on my wrist from miles away And if you got a problem let the guns spray Fuck what they talkin bout I'm rolling on this lonely road You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store I spent the check to send my momma down to Monico They playing Young Ramirez on the late night radio And you know gang is always down to roll I'm rollin with the nine i'm Naruto I can't never switch up no I won't Cause being me's the only thing I know Mikey The Magician] See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes

I lost my head again Threw away my only friend For just one night, to feel alive And I slit my wrists for that bitch! Without thinking a bit! How could I be so dumb, to think she'd stay Run away, run away. Run away, run away. Run away, runaway. Run away, run away The air is tense I feel pathetic My life's spinning on a wheel Into another, state of affliction Can't seem to get myself through this hell I need to find a better way I need to find a better way I've blown all that I'm worth What's left is nothing but hurt All the blood has been stripped and lost I don't even like me I'm not something pure Turn on the light before I fade away The air is tense I feel pathetic My life's spinning on a wheel Into another, state of affliction Can't seem to get myself through this hell Inside these four walls, Inside these four walls Inside these four walls, Inside, I explode Escape into another world to get me far away from here And I, expect too much from me 'cause I've been throwin' my life away I've thrown my life away I've thrown my life away I need to find a better way The air is tense I feel pathetic My life's spinning on a wheel Into another, state of affliction Can't seem to get myself through this hell I need to find a better way I need to find a better way

I will not believe this is killing me Face to face but still i can't concieve And it's all coming down Too fast to ignore And my body aches I wanna feel no more Hate me for what i have destroyed But i fail to see when everything comes crashing down on me Lay down beside me Underneath my skin - letting go Until i release all these scars Left behind me So how could you Take this from me It's seems your out of reach But i fail to see when everything comes crashing down on me Lay down beside me Underneath my skin - letting go Lay down beside me Underneath my skin - losing control Under my skin im losing control... Under my skin im losing control... Under my skin im losing control... Under my skin im losing control... Under my skin Under my skin Under my skin I will be free... I will be free... I will be free... I will be Lay down beside me Underneath my skin - letting go Lay down beside me Underneath my skin - losing control