[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Boy went home, boy made it to the news
Boy went home, still dealing with family blues
Family feuds is the fuel that I would use
To pursue the music that them kids hinge to
Devil wears cargos, devil won't [?] though
Commas by my bedside, drinking, I feel shallow
My bloody hand drips as I scroll through the bible
This is just me documenting my spiral
Survival, hello America
I still feel like these motherfuckers ain't hearing us
Tryna be like One Direction help me get the pеrfect Harry cause
Look around, well ain't nobody scarеd of us
That shit got played out, that shit was wearing me down
Lamest n***as around, the bread was coming in
Helping my family out, my mind needs medicine
So shit, if we all tryna crank a fuckin' hit out?
Shit the money stupid, now I'm searching for the truth
Two still fuck through my plate for a loot[?]
My beard got long and my problems did too
Yellin' southside while I got my head up out the roof
N***as comin' out the woodwork hungry
You boys look so thirsty, ain't you bout 40?
Shoulda had a plan, get your dirty fingers off me
Ain't nobody tried to help me out when I was starvin'
Lookin' like a Martian, still ain't fuck target
Shopping at Marshalls
N***as got poppin' and we turned into some targets
We was bumping Future just for shit to hit the hardest
Crib smell like chronic, memories hypnotic
Need me a partner out there in the valley
Feel like Chris Farley, Hollywood so toxic
Don't get me started the homies work hardest
[Interlude: DJ Bobbito Garcia]
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties

[Verse 2: bearface]
These people can't hold me back (Woo!)
These bitches can't lock me in
Rude motherfuckers wanna see me washed up
Bury me in this life of sin
Ooh, these people wanna count me out
My patience is wearing thin
Witness this, no Jehovah
They statement when we win (Woo!)
My strum make the drum go stutter, stutter
Think that you did it, I'm better, I'm better
Ian got a wrist getting wetter, and wetter
Fridays yeah we sellin', we sellin'
Talk with the thugs they yellin', they yellin'
If you talk money, better be at least seven
Pray for the heavens, let these people go to heaven
Ain't nobody ready for the shit that we singin'

[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
Way that we-
Pardon me brother, I'm counting my blessings
[?] got COVID, that shit ain't no [?]
I'm rowdy I'm reckless, we don't need detection
All in them mornings I missed out on breakfast
I don't like flexin', the threesomes get messy
But that's the life for me, you ain't with the police
Don't really know me, n***a get off me
I do not copy unless it inspire me
Change my environment, I miss Kauai, bitch
I miss my life [?]
Not the n***as I inspire bitch, and I admire bitch
Making me smile bitch, changing my life
Changing the, changing the, changing my life
It's changing my life
Changing my light and it's changing my life
Changing my life
[Outro: Kevin Abstract & DJ Bobbito Garcia]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, stay the fuck away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, stay the fuck away
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties