Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Why I'm feeling so alone
It's been three days no text up on my phone
Shit I got these chains but they weigh up on my conscience
I got problems on top of problems
Not enough options, damn
Pararapapararaparapa parapaparara
Pararapapararaparapa parapaparara
D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me
I ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet
Aiming right at my crew
So my hands up praying that they don't shoot
D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me
Ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet
Aiming right at my crew
So our hands up high, praying that they don't shoot, damn
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What the fuck it is bitch, ain't none of my business
These past days have been twisted
And on Saturday we got lifted
Not me, I mean your body little
Hottie baby back it and causing havoc
With madness that we caught up in the action damn
Homies drop that acid stuck in habits till we 6-0
Future addicts I see that in little kids, bro
Whole country staying numb
Close your eyes
Realise we getting high from 14 to 45
Hope I die or retire
Before I cop a suit and tie
Or a fat pair of rings around both of my eyes
Like a fiend who's fucking fried
Popping pills like they lies
They tell em self to survive
The trick is thinking you right
Telling yourself it's sweet
Eat, sleep be broke smoke weed
And repeat for another five weeks
Fuck that I be back
In the same place where my peeps at
Till I see black so r.i.p. to my dreams ah
D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me
Ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet
Aiming right at my crew
So my Hands up high, praying that they don't shoot
D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me
Don't care about the truth
Yeah