Chorus:
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Almost 20 now
Feel like my time is running out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Still weigh a hundred pounds
One day I’ll make it out

Verse:
Ruthless
Stupid
I can’t go back
To being friends with Judas
He stabbed me in the back
And all that came out was some mucus
But I still got the crown
And I won’t ever give it out
Away
Yuh’
Yuh’
Away
Yuh
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Frozen on my neck
But it don’t shine like the rest do
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Thousand dollar set
I take it serious ain’t no bets
I make my moves like it’s chess
Calculated takes finesse yuh’
I don’t wear no Gucci sweaters
Playboy real leather
But you could learn a thing or two
Bout flaming up your dresser
Struggling to think on the floor
Got my back to the door
I don’t care anymore
Yuh’
I’m going south I wish I could go north
Listening to the voices in my head they got me going like
Chorus:
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Almost 20 now
Feel like my time is running out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Still weigh a hundred pounds
One day I’ll make it out
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Almost 20 now
Feel like my time is running out
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Yeah
Yeah-yuh
Still weigh a hundred pounds
One day I’ll make it out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Almost 20 now
Feel like my time is running out
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Still weigh a hundred pounds
One day I’ll make it out