[Intro]

(Luke White on the beat)

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]

You ever seen a nigga hung with a gold chain?

I'd rather sing about the same things that we claim

Such is bashful, but niggas like a task force

Mobbin' on the streets and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh

Niggas ask for peace in a riot, then bring violence

'Cause it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent

What's the justice in sayin', "Fuck it," and grab the pump?

Then kill a woman with many children? Makes you a chump

Look in all the stores you wreckin', nigga, I reckon

Think about the people who own it for 'bout a second

I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs

This is not a game, quit violеnce and grow a pair

But sure, you'd rather hеar me say, "Fuck the black prejudice

Let's murder different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant

Views,” and etcetera, knives thrown

Damage 'em, lives blown, oblivion, all cold, oblivious

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]

If I told you I killed a nigga at sixteen, would you believe me?

Or see me to be innocent Kendrick you seen in the street

With a basketball and some Now and Laters to eat?

If I mentioned all of my skeletons, would you jump in the seat?

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

I promise that I know you very well

Your eyes never lie, even if they fell

Out the sky and your optics turn stale

Where they mold that's green, I can see you fit the bill

Of living in a world that-

Sweet lullabies that come with a smell

Of a dozen roses flipping down the green hill

You're living in a world that come with plan B

Cause plan A never relay a guarantee

And plan C never could say just what it was

And your plans only can pan around love

You love him, you love them, you love her

You love so much, you love when love hurts

You love red bottom and gold that say "Queen"

You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean

You love French tip and trip that pay for

You love bank slip that tell you we paid more

You love a good hand whenever the card dealt

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?

Cause plan A only can make another mistake

And you can't see success coming from plan C

When it all breaks, you'll still say you're lovely

And love them and love when you love her

You love so much, you love when love hurts

You love fast cars and dead presidents old

You love fast women, you love keepin' control

Of everything that you love, you love beef

You love streets, you love running, ducking police

You love your hood, might even love it to death

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?

[Verse 3: XXXTENTACION]

I won't dare say that you should stop the fuckin' ignorance

Murder opps, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the thrill of it

Bathe in blood of officers, different corpses, offin' 'em

Auction 'em, don't you bark at 'em, murder 'em, never heard of 'em

I could preach the peace but say, "Fuck it," and preach the murder

'Cause this ain't fuckin' life that we livin', go 'head and grab the extension

Give death another one, uncle, cousin, brother, son

Glory to all the chosen ones that will rid you of innocence

But in a sense, innocent will soon behold the ignorance

Blasphemous, killin' our own, murderin' black

[Outro: XXXTENTACION]

We see, I see, death before the children

White guys and white girls hanging from the buildings (We are the Ku Klux Klan, we hate)