Alrighty! Let's go! You can freak me out You can throw me in the lime pit You can ball my hands Tell me I'm not here I'm a mad pack mad Living in a leveled world Everywhere I go I don't know where I am You can call me crack You can call me mad and starboard You can load my head And sell me into paving light Everybody knows When I was sad I fell for you Everywhere I go I'm stressing out, I'm stressing out I'm stressing out, I'm stressing out I'm stressing out You can hide your head You can throw me in the lime pit You can ball my dicks And tell me I'm not blue Everybody knows When I was sad I fell for you Everywhere I go I don't know where I am I'm stressing out, I'm stressing out I'm stressing out, I'm stressing out I'm stressing out, I'm stressing out How can I trust truth When I ain't got nothing to sell I shatter my thoughts to get out my shell Why would I hold my tongue to tuck in my tails Can't dream if my ego is broke The jokes, I try to find the answer to note My type of drive, you can't buy this shit You got a heart but it don't beat like this I had a spark then my mind went trip Create the waves so the vibe all mix I've been at the top of the top Fell from the ceiling before I fell Walked on the edge, fuck tryna dream in the bed Before I die on these meds, nigga gon' die in the feds Before I make it to jail, probably put one in the head Fuck the judge and the prosecutor for hanging me dead Plus 30 and still moving, I'm closer to live, right Closer to live, right All the trauma from past never taught me to fear heights Normal to fly now, can't be stuck in the red lights Takes flight, the light gon' bloom for the black night Keep a piece, no booties Got the whole hood booming, I'm like a Crip High student You and your ass look stupid, you make it we look bad I ride the beat, won't crash, I had to feel my back I had to hide my stash, you know the cops lights flash I had to clear my dash, I represent my flag I gave the hood my last, every fool crumb in it I had to change my image, the brain don't got limits You think Camille mean winning, the pigs out here skinning Your soul ain't authentic, you died and still ain't living