[Intro: Future & XXXTentacion]
Where were you again?
(I'm looking for)
Somewhere with a friend
While I was in my head
I'm lost again, again (I'm looking for)

[Hook: Unknown Female]
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't have kept close to the dark
To anybody listening here's food for thought
To anybody listening here's food for thought

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Got the trap house jumpin' like Jordan
Pull up in a brand new foreign
Three hundred on the dash and I paid straight cash
Take off on you n***as, Jeff Gordon
AP, it cost me fifty
Model ho, yeah, she with me
Livin' life like I'm Diddy
In the kitchen with Whitney
Got the trap house jumpin' like Jordan
Trap house jumpin' like Jordan
Got the trap house jumpin' like Jordan
Trap house jumpin' like Jordan
AP, it cost me fifty
Model ho, yeah, she with me
Living life like I'm Diddy
In the kitchen with Whitney

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Trap house jumpin' like Jordan
J's in the hood, they’re snortin'
Double cup, lean, I’m pourin'
Yo bitch whippin' in the early morning
Pulled up in the drop top Phantom
N***as in the hood, can’t stand it
My whip game is so special
I’m whippin' up the whole Grand Canyon
I got Molly, I got white, Marilyn Manson
I went to the jeweler
Cashed out on a new piece, now my diamonds dancin'
Yo bitch think I'm romantic, my coke card game is frantic
My whip game make you panic, my plug is Phil Jackson
Feeling like Mutombo, I got all these kush bowls
Juggin' at the Texaco, you smoking on Reginald
Trap game Elvis Presley, you can’t impress me
Dark skinned ho can cook the dope, she look like Nestle

[Hook: Unknown Female]
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't have kept close to the dark
To anybody listening here's food for thought
To anybody listening here's food for thought

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Un-fucking believable, Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celebrate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline
It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money 'til the death of him
The ground shall break when they bury him; bury him?
I know one day they got to bury him
Better lock my casket tight, baby, so I don't let the devil in
People, it's just me and my guitar
Yeah, bitch, I'm heavy metallin'
You can get the fuckin' Led Zeppelin
N***as is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
And we hold court and take your life for a settlement
Yes, I am the best, and no, I ain't positive, I'm definite
I know the game, like I'm reffin' it
This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3

[Hook: Unknown Female]
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't have kept close to the dark
To anybody listening here's food for thought
To anybody listening here's food for thought

[Verse 3 - Wiz Khalifa]
Damn, who knew
All the planes we flew
Good things we been through
That I'd be standing right here talking to you
'Bout another path
I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But something told me that it wouldn't last
Had to switch up
Look at things different, see the bigger picture
Those were the days
Hard work forever pays

[Hook: Unknown Female]
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't have kept close to the dark
To anybody listening here's food for thought
To anybody listening here's food for thought

[Verse 4 - Young Thug]
NASA bitch
I put bezels in my wrist
I put bezels on my bitch
I iced out all my clique
Hey, hey
I put bales inside the spot
I made all the blocks hot
Next thing you know, I was top notch
Paid the cost, cost, cost
Back up, lil' bitch
I'm beside the hood set
Racks on me, no duffle, lil' bitch
I'm eatin', no supper, lil' bitch
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
All white suits when your throw up blood, we just call that peppermint
I just took a L and I won't tell
Switch the game over, I'm leadin' it
Last time I went into a jail, all my cases was erased it
Woke up, spent eleven hundreds on my shoes
Cause I'm not basic, black diamonds on me, but I ain't no racist
All white, blue, so red without a chase
Nineteen more hundred just for my shoes, not have laces

[Hook: Unknown Female]
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't have kept close to the dark
To anybody listening here's food for thought
To anybody listening here's food for thought