作词 : Carpenter, Cheng, Cunningham ...

Done feeding I leaned back head rested on the couch's top
Must leave the house soon mean gone 'cause my pops he's hot
Grab my blue backpack My walkma  grip my bicycle
Because I know my friends are waiting at the door
I'm feeling loose like you just f**king around and shit
'Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six

Let me go
I give more
And you know
I fold I
Come at me come come
My activites don't cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you to
Asking for it like we got
Yes we cross but we create
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you shit f**k'em

You let this screw I thought they knew you
But when you turned your back I know they're going do
You had to prove me right and then we did
And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids
I'm feeling heartless I'm feeling hate
So when there's nothin' but the real swing in her f**kin' rape
No one me
No choice
Let me go

I get bored
And you know I'm f**kin' flown
Come on  come come
My activities don't cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you to
Threaten me court like we got
Yeah we cross but we create
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you burn

Let me go
I give more
And you know  ohh
So good
We could
And We learned to cry

And Lift
Me up
Come on  come
My activities don't cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you
Dis me court like we got
Yeah we cross but we cried
You know I want to pick you up
But they don't want you  up