[Chorus]
Sometimes we have that feeling in our body, that we can’t let go of
You telling us lies and y’all never told the truth, for what?
You feel for these people, but you never let up
The love turns to tension, and then I’ll never feel it again, I never felt the love
No matter the gifts you gave us, or the times you said you hate us, I never gave up
You that type that won’t let off
Y’all tripping the system, y’all set it off
Claim that you one of the guys, but you never pulled up
The only reason I’m begging is ‘cause you ain’t done enough, yeah, (okay, let me go,)
I get hot like fire, uh, I get lit in time
I might come out with my pickaxe, like he in a mine, woah
I’m taking back the mic, like, I ain’t one to fight, but
You just not my type, you ain’t one for my liking
Racks on top of racks, and they go straight to the sky
Please don’t kill my vibe, please don’t kill it, (please)
I know you ain’t looking for it, I know you tryna feel it, (feel it)
You trying hard so hard for the game, you’ll get better, you will fly
I was low in the game, now I’m super high, yeah

[Verse 2]
Throw us in the dark, but you know that you lost us
See one of us break the law, then you gon’ call us outlaws
You throw us into cages like dogs, put us behind bars
You telling us lies, make us feel so wrong
Please don’t kill my vibe, no, I’m just tryna live my life, woah
I like people who like me, and I ain’t getting into fights, no
This ain’t never gon’ be alright, no, y’all stomping on our rights
Y’all run us down then pick us up, and you wanted us to die, woah
Why, why, why?
You say you’d follow for a follow, but I came up from the bottom, (bottom)
Pulling strings like Balenciaga, controlling my feelings with a throttle, (throttle)
The devil wears Prada, I ain’t tryna be the devil, but I can’t drink another bottle, (bottle)
You ask me if I got beef, I tell you I got nada, (zero)
I tried to feel for a friend, but all that did was spark up the drama, (drama)
I could feel the way they hatin’, I clearly hear they hollers, (yeah)
I do good in everything, ‘cause I listen to my mama, (mama)
They pour out their energy, ‘cause they falling
I ain’t had my clique with me, ‘cause I lost ‘em, yeah
Mmh, yeah, listen
I’m that type that’ll talk, then take a hater, and expose him
I’ll talk about another, back it up, I got a long list, I’ll keep on going
I went up to the bottom, I came down from clouds, got me floating
Play with a cop or with your toys, but don’t play with my emotions
Put my heart on ice, I don’t feel right, my feelings frozen
Uh, I’m the type that’ll just go on and on, forever gone
I’m in the back of the whip, I feel so wrong
I tightened my grip on the trigger, now I can’t hold on
My life is the type you don’t want, woah
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Pre-Chorus]
I been going down bad, yeah
Living this life in this world makes me feel so bad
I feel the way you hating, that makes me feel so sad
I rise for my skin, make y’all so mad
I wish you would come up and try to call my bluff
I asked for more protection, y’all ain’t give us enough
I never want anybody to grow up the way I did

[Chorus]
Sometimes we have that feeling in our body, that we can’t let go of
You telling us lies and y’all never told the truth, for what?
You feel for these people, but you never let up
The love turns to tension, and then I’ll never feel it again, I never felt love
No matter the gifts you gave us, or the times you said you hate us, I never gave up
You that type that won’t let off
Y’all tripping the system, y’all set it off
Claim that you one of the guys, but you never pulled up
The only reason I’m begging is ‘cause you ain’t done enough, yeah
I get hot like fire, uh, I get lit in time
I might come out with my pickaxe, like he in a mine, woah
I’m taking back the mic, like, I ain’t one to fight, but
You just not my type, you ain’t one for my liking
Racks on top of racks, and they go straight to the sky
Please don’t kill my vibe, pl-please don’t kill it
I know you ain’t looking for it, but you tryna feel it
You try hard for the game, you’ll get better, you will fly
I was low in the game, now I’m super high, yeah

[Verse 3]
I keep letting off, and y’all feel a way, yeah, yeah
I’m on your block, now you want me to stay, yeah
I left you to rot, I’m a renegade, yeah, yeah
Okay, I know that you feeling it
Them haters steady watching, ‘cause we killing it, yeah, (aye)
They ain’t got that life, ‘cause I’m living it, yeah
Okay, hit the dash, then reverse it
I’m teaching my class, but they ain’t learning
Rollie on the wrist, I earned it
I said rollie on the wrist, I earned it, (rollie)
Yeah, (okay)
Check it, mic check one-two-one-two
I got to stop chilling, ‘fore I go broke like you
Pull up, told ‘em give me all them blues
My cash to the sky, that’s why the sky blue
Yeah, buss down baby, haters keep hating
I got the type of cash that’ll make ‘em go “ooh,”
I dripped down my neck and my wrist and my shoes
I’m always balling, and I never lose
I got game when I ball, see my face on the news, (ooh)
You asked for this, don’t act like you ain’t knew
Okay, I’ ma cool off, dripping water
Walk into my trap, lamb to the slaughter
When I walk by, they all shut up and shudder, (ice cold)
I bounce out with the 17, hit him with the cutter

[Pre-Chorus]
I been going down bad, yeah
Living this life in this world makes me feel so bad
I feel the way you hating, that makes me feel so sad
I rise for my skin, make y’all so mad
I wish you would come up and try to call my bluff
Bet if I walked by, y’all make me lose my grip on all my stuff
I never want anybody to grow up the way I did

[Chorus]
Sometimes we have that feeling in our body, that we can’t let go of
You telling us lies and y’all never told the truth, for what?
You feel for these people, but you never let up
The love turns to tension, and then I’ll never feel it again, I never felt the love
No matter the gifts you gave us, or the times you said you hate us, I never gave up
You that type that won’t let off
Y’all tripping the system, y’all set it off
Claim that you one of the guys, but you never pulled up
The only reason I’m begging is ‘cause you ain’t done enough, yeah
I get hot like fire, uh, I get lit in time
I might come out with my pickaxe, like he in a mine, woah
I’m taking back the mic, like, I ain’t one to fight, but
You just not my type, you ain’t one for my liking
Racks on top of racks, and they go straight to the sky
Please don’t kill my vibe, pl-please don’t kill it
I know you ain’t looking for it, but you tryna feel it
You try hard for the game, you’ll get better, you will fly
I was low in the game, now I’m super high, yeah

[Outro]
I pulled up for my homies, I ain’t left ‘em, I’m a soldier
I may have left that time, but that don’t mean it’s over
I put my heart on ice, while you drop weight upon my shoulders
I’m tryna live my life, and you tryna take it over
Mmh-hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye