(Speak up nigga !)
Tell me is it true?
I'm the reason why you turned so cold
I'm the reason why you turned so cold
I'm the reason why you don't believe in love
All 'em poor dudes
Waitin' in line for me to f*ck up
Waitin' in line for me to f*ck up
Now they asking why you're so f*cked up
Damn
I don't hang around no lames
If everybody different, don't it make all y'all the same?
I don't care 'bout being different, I'm just tryna make a name
Make it to the top with the same damn gang
I don't care about no rules (nah)
That boy 'gon end up on the news (yeah)
Ridin' through the city with no roof
Valór is a dream come true (yeah)
But I gotta make it right to a few
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me, yeah
It's on me, wont you call me when you're lonely, yeah
All 'em poor dudes
Waitin' in line for me to f*ck up
Waitin' in line for me to f*ck up
Now they asking why you're so f*cked up