[Intro: Jim Jones]
"You’re not free with your Cadillac! You’re doing just exactly what the Man wants you to do: Buy his goods, so you’ll never have any real economic freedom. He wants you to buy everything he advertises on TV, so he’ll keep you perpetually owing your soul to the company store. You’re not free, you’re a slave—!"

[Chorus: Ameer Vann]
They don't want smoke with a n***a like me
Real big house for a n***a like me
Real nice car for a n***a like me
Whole lot of money for a n***a like me
You don't understand who you fuckin' with
I bought Gucci shit for my momma 'nem
And made big bands off homonyms
And madе a boyband with my partna 'dem

[Verse 1: Joba]
What's with these supеrficial people from my past?
Dancin' 'round the fact that I did everything the motherfuckers bet against
They be like, "Gather 'round, place your bets, this white boy won't ever be shit!"
Well, my bad, I guess I just pursued this shit
While you chose to settle down to have some kids
I mean, it's okay to fall in line, just don't look back
That's a long-ass line that I'm not in
I just never found the time, or had the chance
Truth is, you can kiss my ass
Never been the one to bow down
Never been the one to air out any situation, but right now
When it's all your fault, I'm here now
[Chorus: Ameer Vann]
They don't want smoke with a n***a like me
Real big house for a n***a like me
Real nice car for a n***a like me
Whole lot of money for a n***a like me
You don't understand who you fuckin' with
I bought Gucci shit for my momma 'nem
And made big bands off homonyms
And made a boyband with my partna 'dem

[Refrain: Kevin Abstract]
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Thrift like a five finger discount
I move it, I move it, like Madagascar
Flip it like eightball to inside of nose, it get raw
Bloody leaf color like fall
Well you recall that they said I'll be nothing
Well, suck on my dick and then lick on my balls
They try to pin me down, they try to bind me
And they try to kill me like Anna Nicole
They—they—they want to boot up my car
Pussy boy like booty call
Money quick like auctioneer
Look what we did in a year
You need a neutral career
I hate on myself when I look in the mirror
Piddling voices all up in my ear
Why do I care how I look?
Why do I care what they say?
I do not care what they say
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk (Wanna talk too much)
They forgot how to listen (Ooh)
'Til the prophets arisen
We mix New Edition with nuclear fission
I don't do auditions, I don't ask permission
Ain't no politician, don't ask my opinion
You got an addiction to what ain't your business
Make the admission, I make like magicians and hit my Houdini
Why they so soft like linguine? I murder this music routinely
I know that you see me, don't see you searching the meaning
I think that’s why you won't believe and the future is leaning
Revolutions started streaming
The reason why you see me beaming
I'm dreaming of making moves like the government
You better think about who you fucking with and get back

[Refrain: Kevin Abstract]
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't (Get back!)
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't (Get back!)
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't (Get back!)
Don't talk back, don't talk back, boy, don't

[Bridge: bearface & Dijon]
(Freak, ah, ah) Oh, your love
Won't you come this close to me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Be with me now that you're free (Free, free)
Oh yeah (Yeah)
Won't you come this close to me, baby?
Baby, yeah (Yeah)
[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
And if I could erase who you thought I was
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
And if I could erase who you thought I was
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah