[Intro: Drake] *disordered*
I gotta be single for a while, you can't control me
Uno, dos, tres, in a race, they can't hold me
And I show my face in a case so you know it's me
Imitation isn't flattery, it's just annoyin' me

[Verse 1: Samie Bower]
She said tell me on the way
Said some things, then the phone ring
Not knowing what to say, she waited for me, then she told me
‘You had alot to say, is that family or an ol ting?’
‘Nah just the homie, been a minute' why you on me?
We start to talk crazy, we getting outta pocket
Swerving on the road like we nеver learned to drivе and
Had taken some shots to pregame that night
Took a swing right at my face, hit me in-between my eyes
Made it to the gang, night time
Got da money in da bag, theres no need to get violent
Tuggin' on my waist, my girl tell me “be silent”
Either way if I don't go through with it, they gon' violate
Guns on the scene like we mobbin'
Made a deal that if I agree, they wouldn't riot
Blacked out top to bottom, from my Js to my eyelids
Hoppin' in the van with a 47 for miles

[Hook: Samie Bower]
Yeah, we went for miles
Yeah, we went for miles on the wrong end
Yeah, I'm on the wrong end
But it's a fair trade, fair trade
[Verse 2: Samie Bower]
So mask on, it's all us
Should’ve called my mom the cops on us
7 deep with no intentions of em slowin up
Should i stop? or keep goin, prayin' non-stop
‘Please god, one time
These choices that I'm makin' ain't the greatest
I can't even say they not’
Sirens are no more, its all dark and
We all there in silence
Look at what we got in
Why are we apart of this
I'm so sick and tired of it
We hijack another van
Drive off, sayin we ain't ever comin' back again
Hope we don't get caught again
Hope we don't get caught again

[Hook: Samie Bower]
Yeah, we went for miles
Yeah, we went for miles on the wrong end
Yeah, I'm on the wrong end
But it's a fair trade, fair trade

But it's a fair trade, fair trade