Yea Aye All down bad Mind been off that cliff, aye I wanna drive while smoking a spliff One hand on the ride Yeah the gears do shift Ain't automatic here Most of them fake so I can't stand near all the hidden targets I'ma keep my eyes closed and I'ma still hit it regardless U might need a life jacket to guard it, while'm Looking at life everyday still falling like, aye Behind my guardian angels I don't bother Nigga be, tied in a tangle with no father to teach a nigga how to be cut throat When they on yo collar Nigga fuck a hashtag Fuck a follow I See 'em laughing but only from the bottom Don't brag that I be dropping bombs like Baghdad Please don't tell me what you need, no Tell me what you see Please don't tell me where you go Tell me where you be