[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I wonder, can I make a little money without sellin' my soul?
I know you'll never be the shit if you ain't smellin' your own (Smellin' your own)
And even God gave the Devil a home
Now the evil live in all of us, wherever we go
I had plans to be a innovator
This flight simulator, flyin' through the Himalayas
Sips from a blissful nature
There's blood on the hands they've been grippin' paper
The man in the mirror always my biggest hater
Bullshit for later, Malcolm, need to focus
I know you got emotions that are kinda hard to cope with, but
You gotta stay strong and always act cordial
Shit, I do drugs 'cause they help me feel normal
I'm a man of good morals, got millions in the plural
Would go to outer space if you informed to where the portal is
Knew I was the one, but never got to hear from Morpheus
Life get interestin' when you realize how short it is

[Chorus]
And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But you still try
'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Until you die, yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah, six thousand dollar Versace shoes
I would burn 'em in a second, materials are nothin'
But I'm addicted to stuntin'
And I grew into a person I'm kinda wishin' I wasn't
I'm so happy when I'm drunk though
Feelin' so free when I'm high
Two packs a day, you could say I upgraded
But fuck bein' famous, I just wanna be alive
Sometimes I can't sleep, I can't live with myself
I don't even know what it is I don't like
The hot days and cold nights start to feel repetitive
The exorcist tried to take his own life
While trippin' on acid, I started to bug
'Cause the things I did to her make it harder to love
Before I sunk deep in this yellow submarine
Had to realize where I was

[Chorus]
And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But you still try
'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Until you die, yeah

[Bridge]
Oh, oh (Aight, some shit like that)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh
Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh
Da-da-doh-doh
Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh
Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh
Da-da-doh-doh
[Verse 3]
I got this motherfuckin' friend
That I kinda get at her friends
Have fun on [?]
Have fun on the way to Venice
I got money on my mind
And [?]
If you gotta get in front of
The front of the race
I hardly try to fill the fun and the smile a waste
I be the bank, when I'm [?] face
I got a buncha motherfucker that lie to my face
And everybody at the night, [?]
[?]