They won't tell you what I did, but they gon' bring up what I didn't do

Can't get caught up in the mix, just look at all the shit I've been through

And they ain't had no one to vent to, so I stay in the booth

Layin' rocks on instrumentals

I'ma always tell the truth, even if it hurt your feelings

Nothin' left than five, five, sixes, **** know every time we did it

Double back to get the winnings, 'cause I know they out to snitch

Yeah, and I know these **** bitches, yeah

These are words of a lost soul

And I been hurt so my heart cold

Steppin' with that, mm, down a dark road

Stay down and run it up, that's how that I know

A product of Chicago

Run up, I play with killers

My mama gave her life to God, but at the same time raised a killer

Don't care if me and you were eyes was there for me, and I won't forget it

So stay the fuck up out your feelings

Forever could get my love if you my ****

You can get my all, but is you gon' stay?

I can tell by how they talk, they won't care that a day

And you can tell by how I walk, that I got my Michael Jordan

All that shit, that ain't shootin' both. Man, that shit outta date

Man, you can tell it's fate, and man, you be in the way

Never mind them **** that come through, swing that Drake

He ain't tough like he think he is, so tell him go and play

And ain't no love when you in this shit

All of it be fake

And if it's real, they overpowered it with hate

How am I supposed to feel when lil' bro body in the grave?

I think back that that shit was me

What was they gon' say?

And when I'm gone, don't believe all that shit they say

'Cause they gon' tell you what I did, but they gon' bring up what I didn't do

Can't get caught up in the mix, just look at all the shit I been through

And I ain't have no one to vent to, so I stay in the booth

Layin' rocks on instrumentals

I'ma always tell the truth, even if it hurt your feelings

Nothin' left than five, five, sixes, **** know every time we did it

Double back to get the witness, 'cause I know they all a snitch, yeah

And I know these **** bitches, yeah

These are words of a lost soul

And I been hurt so my heart cold

Steppin' with that, mm, down a dark road

Stay down and run it up, that's how that I know

A product of Chicago

'Cause they gon' tell you what I did, but they gon' bring up what I didn't do

Can't get caught up in the mix, just look at all the shit I been through

And I ain't have no one to vent to, so I stay in the booth

Layin' rocks on instrumentals

I'ma always tell the truth, even if it hurt your feelings

Nothin' left than five, five, sixes, **** know every time we did it

Double back to get the witness, 'cause I know they all a snitch, yeah

And I know these **** bitches, yeah