It’s my world, how could I be a civilian?

Girl, I’m just trying to make love. Why are you doing too much?

But an outcast, an outlaw

She’s looking at me like she doesn’t got flaws, bitch you’re not perfect

Too much, girl, I’m just tryna

My car is, plus you can’t wash them **** off

Too much, girl, I’m just trying to make love

You make me sick, ask Rick

You’re doing too much

Why do you do that to me?

You were doing too much, can’t handle my energy

You were doing too much, couldn’t see the good in me

You just play me like a flute every single day

Because you played me, you played me

Ugh, you can’t wash them **** off

It’s hard to love when I know

My mind just wanders off sometimes

Expressing myself through my rhythms

Making myself into a perfect sculpture

Circling your block like a vulture

Waiting for you to come outside at night

I’d come to a decision, I’d ride

Playing on me is suicide

Imagine being a target since birth

My papa was big Smurf

No distribution on our tuff

Retribution for your actions

Like a movie, I’m all action, no talking

Like the Komodo dragon, I’m stalking

Like following a lady at night after she got out of her car

I’m made of stone, the protector, I’m breaking bones

But five years old when I was home

My uncle took the blame for my actions; he was an alcoholic

Anything to silence our heroes

I’m trying to express my feelings

I used to be bald like Krillin

 It’s my world, how can I be a civilian?

You’re doing too much

Why you do that to me?

You played me like a flute, ohh

'Cause you played me right in my face

I should’ve seen the signs

But I was blinded by your beauty and sunshine

But you were as cold as the blue moon

Put you in the ocean, you’re a mermaid

But you took my soul

Cause you’re doing too much

You just played me and embarrassed me

In front of everyone and even in your group chat

You’re doing too much, you’re doing too much

Doing too much, you just played me like a flute

Doing too much, you just played me

It’s my world, how could I be a civilian?

But an outcast, an outlaw

She’s looking at me like she doesn’t got flaws, bitch you’re not perfect

My car is, plus you can’t wash them **** off

You make me sick, ask Rick, he got kids and shit

You’re gonna shut all them **** up

That thought you were nothing, bro

So, you’re gonna, you know

They’re gonna think facts

That **** is something you know

Put them to shame, bro

But you know the way, you’re bigger than them

You’re just ugh summoned later

And you’re there for support and guidance