As we go on

Shit comes crashing

Like our problems

Shit jus happens

Quarter ounce

Jus need everybody to leave me on my own now

Turnaround

Whose gonna stop me I can’t runaway we hitting road

Been around

stop by and take a look don't you worry ill be good

Can I make this right

My blinkers left

my gas near Empty

I aint impressed

I'll make it happen

I won’t regret

To all the chapters in my life

I say next

This the best

This the best

Fuck the stress

Fuck the sex

Aint impressed

with how you dress

Under all your ripped jeans

I see distress

As we go on

Shit comes crashing

Like our problems

Shit jus happens

Quarter ounce

Who’s gonna stop me i cant runaway we hitting road

We are

They dont want me to be myself nah

They dont wanna see what i can see

Jus believe and you'll be free

I aint got shit to prove nah

Minor setbacks aint the end

Timings never been my friend

Bitch i'll try and try again

Bitch i'll try and try again

I aint good i wont pretend

I aint good i wont pretend

As we go on

Shit comes crashing

Like our problems

Shit jus happens

Quarter ounce

Jus need everybody to leave me on my own now

Turnaround

Whose gonna stop me I can’t runaway we hitting road