[Verse 1: Styles P]
Hatin' n***as thinkin' they airin' me (They thinkin')
Motherfuckers is not scarin' me (Hell no)
N***a, you're not hearin' me
N***a, you never heard of me (Never)
Won't be the first cocksucker that wanna murder me (Uh-uh)
Whip engineered down in Germany
Outside's green, but the inside's burgundy
Life ain't promised, but n***a, death is a certainty
Bubblin' and strugglin', yeah, like the purp with me
And get faded, no haircut
Elevator's broke, them n***as'll take the stairs up
I'm real, you ain't, n***a, so don't compare us
You the type of n***a I tears up (Bitch)
Just like a tissue
So killing you ain't no issue
Get stripes and a whistle and you still ain't official

[Chorus: Styles P]
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Dance with the devil, I bet you you'll pay the price
Couple n***as die and a couple'll get life
Couple n***as change when they get to see the light
Couple get a second chance and do the same shit twice
Doin' wrong shit, but I can do it right
That's the life, you don't know what I could welcome you tonight
Get a light, sit back, n***a, welcome to the flights
Where the G's fly high
These ride by and you try to bring 'em low
Me, I'm gettin' Singa-dough out in Singapore
You don't like that, n***a, middle finger though
These n***as won't match, but I bet you they clingers though
Yap to your face, but the battle swingin' low
These first teeth next, you don't want beef yet
Gettin' money, n***a, so I don't make cheap threats
The trey pound is the big three and you ain't see the heat yet

[Chorus: Styles P]
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
[Verse 3: Scram Jones]
They say half the world sick in the brain
Takin' flicks of a man gettin' hit by a train
No way, too many people that are rich'll complain
While the homeless sing in the rain, livin' off change
Other countries claim that heroes suicidal
Over here strange, fake killers become idols
Don't believe in God, still they'll swear on the Bible
Keep the enemy close, now your best friend your rival
Tryna be honest in a land full of crooks
But they'll read you your rights then go hand you the book
Mom cryin' up in court, but you can't even look
Can't compare to the moms or the kids of Sandy Hook
It was written and I wanna know who wrote it
This the rat race, now we all nothin' but rollers
Tryna find the snakes of the grass, I gotta smoke it
Now lookin' for the drama, but still waitin' for my moment

[Chorus: Styles P]
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
So screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all
[Outro]
Stop fooling with these folks who haven't been through anything
You are not going to get a flow from people who have not been crushed
The real flow of glory will always come from somebody who's been crushed
There will be a flow from out of him like you have never seen before
It's beyond anything you have ever seen before
Somebody shout, let it flow