I don't wanna though

Why we gotta go?

What if we

What if they will never see

What we see?

Why's it even matter?

Why we gotta go back?

Why can't we just leave?

Let me sit here and let me be

This old place

Y'all sit tight

'Cause this dude take a knife to a fist fight

It's gonna be a-ok

Why you so fake?

I been sent back to do a motherfucking exposé

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin' for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You the ass kiss king

Do you like pressure?

I don't take no pleasure

Yeah, you hype yourself up

Like you so damn clever

And it's on, yeah

I know you really care

I mean, come on, yeah

You ain't got nothing good to say

Listen, hey, I know you think you smoking everybody else

It's all up in your head

'Cause when you by yourself

It's do or die

Instead you rather pride yourself

On shit, that never gonna stick

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You the ass kiss king

Ooh yeah

You been really acting like a fool, ooh yeah

You forgot I brought you to the school, ooh yeah

You been biting off me 'til you blue, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

(You do all the right things) ooh yeah

You been really acting like a fool, ooh yeah (you pull all the nice strings)

You forgot I brought you to the school, ooh yeah

You been biting off me 'til you blue, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You do all the right things (oh yeah)

You pull all the nice strings (ay, oh yeah)

Ay, you lookin for a pat on the back

With an atta boy, ya

Ay, your lips gonna bleed

You the ass kiss king