[Hook:Young Toni Montana]

Gotta stay schemin

Battling these demons

Only hope to see angels but I'm still dreaming

Foot against the wall but I’m still leaning

I'm have a good fucking life

Whether I live it “wrong” or “right”

And I ain't asking Why?

Naw I ain't asking Why? (x2)

[Verse 1: Lil Amp]

Home of the Crips, Bloods and the KKK

And these white owners only caring 'bout race

Like why do blacks play better than whites anyway?

We have that killer instinct

That's why number 42 was so great

Mentality of don't get in my way

I'll kill anyone that comes in my face

But that's how I was born and raised

Fuck with me, blow up your fuckin place

But I'm bring it out, YTM beat the case

But why does God take some of my people

YG, KKSteel they know if we truly are equal

Why do some people just need for the needle

What the fuck with some people?, they like beetles

Why does some people's message get across

Heart pangs with that loss, gotta carry that cross

Can't trust 'em as far as I can toss, pause

Now what can we do for the cause?, bust down 'dem walls

Like why the fuck we got laws, that's how all the niggas fall

'member how Jordan did it, everyone stare in awe

And since we can't do that, we just sit back and applaud

These race issue's are still young, still fuckin raw

And I'm live my life right or wrong?, made it this far

Why do they lie?, always gotta stay on guard

Everything I do, gotta make it large; 'til depart

Why did Casey Anthony leave a baby in the car?

And why didn't Zim get some life behind bars?

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Young Toni Montana]

Product of my environment

Demented mixed with torment

Tough as cement racking up cents

Trying make sense shits getting tense

People falling into slumber

Everyone’s in hunger

Bullying and harassing dumb shit

But I’m surpassing all of it

Stealing and robbing peeps

During school and on the street

Can't get change so I take yours

Punch 'em in the face last night was a blur

And I wonder why

Then I realize I'm the bad guy

Racism is still going on

Like what the fuck son

I'm tired of old shit becoming the newest

Nas, Eazy E, Kurupt my influence

They all black I relate to them cuz they shit is the truest

Im'ma keep this I'll Im'ma keep things real

I ain't gonna keep chill Im'ma let ya know how I feel

And bitch you gonna wonder why

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Amp]

Naw, but we all askin why

Maybe ‘cause we don’t wanna die

When my cousin’s died

You can bet I cried

And you don’t wanna see thug’s cry

Cold as winter around my neck, ice

Forgive me; I know I ain’t living right

Or I can at least be living better

Life’s been tough

That’s why I’m signaling for the bartender

Selling things on the curb, just like a vendor

A hero, naw bruh that ain’t me

I’m try my best and maybe y’all see

The reality that we’re living in

Or should I say spinning in

‘cause right now, we got no control

Like poker nigga, is you goin fold? (Naw)

Askin why, open wide diggin that hole

Why I’m askin why?, never do what I’m told

But you tryin that shit, murder she wrote

And you wonder why we on this road

Life is priceless, worth more than gold

Why in all these questions, what don’t you know

‘Why is Why?, bitch so I gotta go

We talkin bout bitches, strippers on the pole

Came from the bottom, talking about sole

Asking why though, man that shit getting old