[Intro]

(When you love someone, you've gotta trust them, there's no other way

You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours

Otherwise, what's the point?

For awhile, I believed that's the kind of love I had)

[Verse 1]

I'm not here for a seal of approval

My name is in permanent paint with no removal

I'm about to tell 'em that they should get to stepping

I'm here to feed my bubble, if not, I get the weapon

I'm getting what I need and greed'll lead to trouble

That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double

Nothing came from being subtle

I'm a leader, nothing came about from being humble

Listen, whether or not the plot twisted

Basket for bread like chopped kitchen

My arm hurt, too many curves, I stopped pitching

This is the time I started smoking weed and got distant

Everything I talk is not fiction

I make photographs, Rule of Thirds and crop pictures

Checking for work, I do construction

Every time I disappear it's through production

I'm like, you're missing the point, I give the drummer some

And write my best shit from perspective of 21

I've done that and been there

Even when I'm outside, I'm in there I'm getting what I need and greed'll lead to trouble

That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double

A lot of things people do is worth complaining

Out of pocket, trying to gain from entertainment

I put the cards from the trick in the deck

And told them I don't trust humans, get me off of this wreck

Once I'm out of here l'm heaven sent if they're telling it

Until then I'm hell bent on points relevant

Out my element, Avoiding curses

Went away to make better beats that never surfaced

What type of shit is this? getting what I asked for

A bunch of bad accidents that happened in a crash course

I need to beat to move me or l'll stay idle

People on the way up, coming for their title

That's when the point of getting better gets defeated

They find a pattern they like and then repeat it

My 13s carry me as far as I go

As far as I know, I might be in the car when it's blow

I'm getting what I need and greed'll to lead to trouble

That leads to the kid stressed out and seeing double

[Outro]

(When you love someone, you've gotta trust them, there's no other way

You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours

Otherwise, what's the point?

For awhile, I believed that's the kind of love I had)