Giveon I don't know if it was fireworks or gunshots But the birds is in the air She just let me know Where they show no fear It ain't safe 'round here But she still gonna hold on It ain't safe 'round here But she doesn't run from right here Lust, guns, drugs, violence Lust, guns, drugs, violence, ooh Oh, won't let you go, go, go Won't let you go, go, go Go, oh-oh, ooh Your mama warned you 'bout 562 To tell you the truth, she ain't lyin' to you Baby, you said you ain't scared Oh, girl, I love how you care I'll put your love on a pedestal (pedestal) Whatever you want I'ma get it for you (get it for you) Hop in the whip, we can go skrrt Show you the city that made me like this Ooh, ooh, ooh, made me like this Ooh, ooh, ooh, made me who I am Say, ooh, ooh, ooh, 24th street Ooh, ooh, ooh, made me who I am See, your mom told you about this side It can get ugly I'm just a boy from the east side Do you love me? Your mom told you about this side It can get ugly I'm just a boy from the east side, oh, no I don't know if it was fireworks or gunshots But the birds is in the air (oh, won't let you go-go-go) So don't come over here (won't let you, oh, I won't let you go) Hit me up and let me know you're safe and be safe Why I always gotta call you a million times 'Fore you call me back, son? Anyway, call me back, I love you, bye (won't let you go baby, yeah) Oh, won't let you go, go, go Won't let you go, go, go Go, oh, ooh Pray and live your life, pray and live your life Pray and live your life Pray and live your life, pray and live your life Pray and live your life Pray and live your life, pray and live your life Pray and live your life

I don't want your Wall Street Don't got no degree Written on the concrete A.C.A.B. Couldn't really tell you What I'm trying to find Everyone's so boring Makes me wanna lose my mind So call me up tonight If you need somewhere to get out of the light These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line I'm thinking of you fondly When I'm on the train I really hate your poetry You hate mine the same So call me up tonight If you need somewhere to get out of the light These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line