Tell me what to do, tell me what to say

Lot of bad shit and it's stacking on my plate

Everywhere I go people lookin sideways

Mind is buggin out I just need to set it straight

Everything I do I always overcontemplate

Like I'm running out of time am I gonna be late

Friends are telling me that I'm gonna be great

Everything I do I do it for the crow gang

Ay

Ay

Ay

Everything I do I do it so I stay sane

Everything I do I do it for my own sake

Nothing left to lose I don't gotta play it safe

Everything I do I do it for the ones that never switched up, gave up, let alone the ones that fuckin hate us

But it's fucked up mutha fucka buck up

Know I spent a lot of time dwellin on that tough luck

But life isn't always as it seems

You think you got a grip but you're bound to let it slip when you get a quick glimpse of reality

Averting your eyes cause you hate what you see

Averting your eyes cause you hate what you see

Burning all the bridges that you made can't breathe

Thought it'd keep you safe but the last thing you see is gonna be me, bitch

Ay

What the fuck you know about the young crow

Coming at you real slow lookin like a shit show

Chokin on a blunt cause I took it to the dome

Ima need a sip of water fo my lungs end up on the floor

Lookin like a germaphobe

Spittin all I do is flow

Got a lot of secrets but I don't let anybody know

Grippin on my nine and I put it to my head and I'm thinking that I might just let it go

I don't really need a reason to be cuttin up mother fuckers like a cutting board

I just do it when I'm bored

I'm not tryna settle scores

Got a demon on my shoulder and he's begging me for more

Bodies slippin on the ground cause of blood and gore

Iron in your nose when you open up the door

What's the point of livin when you're sick of fuckin givin and the cup you used to fill has nothing left to pour

What's the price to pay when you're fed up with livin

What's the price to pay when you can't stop killin

Nothin left to say I'm just sick of fuckin feelin

Fuck up out my way I'm on a goddamn mission

What's the price to pay when you're fed up with livin

What's the price to pay when you can't stop killin

Nothin left to say I'm just sick of fuckin feelin

Fuck up out my way I'm on a goddamn mission

Tell me what to do, tell me what to say

Lot of bad shit and it's stacking on my plate

Everywhere I go people lookin sideways

Mind is buggin out I just need to set it straight

Everything I do I always overcontemplate

Like I'm running out of time am I gonna be late

Friends are telling me that I'm gonna be great

Everything I do I do it for the crow gang