From my feet to my goddamn head top Long haired Samson deluded cash got My neck and my worries in a proper handful Bashful kinfolk as for road block (What?) We just speak slow and side step Might fetch precaution I proceed, we're honest, my niggas in Onyx Too many holes in my sweater Told my mom I'll do better On their hands and knees, got people beggin' me please, they said "Why you always walkin' with your head down?" (What?) "And why can't you just give us what we need?" Another week, week, tell me please, what'll it be? Another week, week, tell me please, what do you need? Another week, week, tell me please, what'll it be? Another week, week, tell me please, what do you need? Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh I remember feelin' odd But never meant to let it get between us Yeah, I remember feelin' flawed And hoped that you could let it go It couldn't have been too long 'Cause my name's the reason I wake up and feel like a king Dreamin' of something that's bigger than Him So no man can tell me what I need now Might hang out the side, whatever's called for (Might hang out the side) Neck place on line, that's what I signed for (My neck placed on line) Bleed out on guillotines, these niggas spiteful I can't associate, a nigga prideful Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh We based on line (Make place in line) Clean out our mind Get out, get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, to leave Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million

Yeah 5:21 Now it's 6:21, yea 6:30, mehn I got to get up But I don't want to get up But me I no wan mess up And I can never give up I got the tunnel vision and I'm on a mission Got the energy noni Know you got something for me oya send me the funds Call aunty now and I tell her we can go to south Africa Yea, yea, yea Tell aunty now that when I get the bag we go to South Africa Yea, yea, yea Is it time to get up, is it time to wake up, now Is it time to wake up, is it time to wake up, now Sufferation make a boy like me go crazy crazy I look at my mother, sister, I said I can not be lazy Church boy na hunger fi make a brother go wickedy Gangsta no fit snitch on himself I keep it in secrecy No go lie I tell my big homie say if I do music e gats to pay me I do my own sound they laugh Hip TV, give me the car Talk say na me be the future - people look - like say I dey cap Oya tell me the person for this generation wey dey bridge the gap Hah! Call aunty now and I tell her we can go to south Africa Yea, yea, yea Tell aunty now that when I get the bag we go to South Africa Yea, yea, yea I am the OG Never take you from me When you at the top it can be lonely I am never folding See what I'm holding now I keep it lowkey But they see me rollin' Mhmm, mhmm, mhmm Me a no di bluffin 'Cause I got the right thing Yea Call aunty now and I tell her we can go to south Africa Yea, yea, yea Tell aunty now that when I get the bag we go to South Africa Yea, yea, yea Is it time to get up, is it time to wake up now Is it time to wake up, is it time to get up now Is it time to wake up, is it time to wake up now Is it time to wake up, is it time to wake up now

Headed out West on a South Texas highway Well I left her crying in the parking lot Yeah well she left me, but I still had it my way Knowing damn well that we never had a shot She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard" Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done I guess I could of loved her for the most part Now I think it's about time to cut and run Cut and run, time to cut and run Guess I was way to wild, compared to boys she's been around Trying to keep up with the ones she couldn't catch Cause I'm still a rambling man, and I do the best I can To try and settle down, but that scares me half to death She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard" Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done I guess I could of loved her for the most part Now I think it's about time to cut and run Cut and run, time to cut and run Well maybe she was the one, maybe I jumped the gun But I'm up and gone, I ain't turning back around She'll find a better man, who don't break hearts the way I can If she could say one thing to me, I know how it'd sound She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard" Telling you I'm sorry for what I've done I guess I could of loved her for the most part Now I think it's about time to cut and run She'd say, "Go to Hell" I'd say, "I'll send you a postcard" Cause I know she loved it when I made her mad I guess I could loved her for the most part Now that I think about it, I guess it's kind of sad