Lyrics
Yo nigga, where you been? Yo nigga how it sit? I said, it's in your best interest if you just lay low No reason to get tangled and it's just Some things you must stay ten toes Some things you must stay ten- It's in your best interest if you just say no Trust me, man, it's that simple Man, you know it's some things that you must stand for It's some things you must-
It's in your best interest if you ride all tinted We don't need no more eyeballs, nigga And that's especially if you go 550 Especially if you go five- It's in my best interest if I'm by my niggas See me, I'ma mind my business You add another zero 'cause it's not my digits No, it's not my digits
It's in your best interest if you go YT Make a little smirk in the ones I cheat Can't write on your phone so you just might see Check my intake 'cause I know my genes It's in my best interest if it's all on me At least I can count on my own two feet Man, this ain't my first time 'round this old hot beat 'Round this old hot beat
It's in your best interest if you keep shit close They be on some weirdo shit, but you want a front row seat Be like nigga where you been? Yo nigga how it sit? Nigga, what it look like, what?
I tried to tell him don't go wasting your oxygen And if you go ten, bro, go five percent I mean half of these niggas just gon' politic Don't need no more eyes in your pockets, man You don't need a jubilee on no watches man I mean this came with it, shit to my defense And the links with the bezel, they just compliment So can you blame a nigga? I mean not one bit You'd think half of this shit just be common sense
How every little step got a document I mean it's like these niggas wanna be a walking lick I mean, it's like these niggas wanna be- I tried to tell him that it's all a feeling But you trust that nigga as your co-defendant I know some of these questions they be a little specific But hold up, nigga, did you five percent?
We don't need no more eyeballs See, look, you can't seen under my car If I'm muted to the screen, but it's my fault It will take a few pupils Let me put you on game, this is crucial We be on everything like Google
Don't get lost in the sauce, kid It's in your best interest if you lock in If they on some weird shit, better clock in
We don't need no more eyeballs See, look you can't seen under my car They want a front row seat, be like, oh no They be on some weirdo shit Yo nigga, how it sit? What it look like, what?
Who wants to know? Trust, roughly as far as I can throw Living in the dust bowl, once trust parole Many sucks blow the dust off a tone Rush creep up a throne I came up off a pager and a payphone
I suppose, I suppose the fool's gold I suppose she ain't wanna let go 'til the moon rose Is it warm or is it cold? Is there room on the boat for us both? Is it fire or is it just smoke? Will I know when it's the end of the road? Will I know when it's the end of the rope? I sit alone, alone with the ghosts Charcoal pencil instrumental Barcode everything they sent you, God knows
Charcoal pencil sketch the bones Whoever sent you, tell them I said, "Who wants to know?"