i don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb

(I said run it back)

Couldn't run out

Another gunman at the door

I was pushing hard

I was young I wanted more

Took all that I had and they left me on the floor

Left me on the floor (I said run it back)

Couldn’t run out

Another gunman at the door

I was pushing hard

I was young I wanted more

Took all that I had and they left me on the floor

Hundred bands, hundred dabs

It won't work

I said hundred dabs to my head and it hurts

I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb

It’s 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops

I've been on my back

Hurting ribs while I cough

Running 'round LA off the yerb in the dark

I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb

It's 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops

(I said run it back)

Couldn't run out

Another gunman at the door

I was pushing hard

I was young I wanted more

Took all that I had and they left me on the floor

Left me on the floor (I said run it back)

Couldn’t run out

Another gunman at the door

I was pushing hard

I was young I wanted more

Took all that I had and they left me on the floor

Hundred days I’ve been popping the stack

Wellness shots, taking L with the rest

Living good, leave that all in the past

It's bout a month and 20 days until this drops

I’ve been on my back

Hurting ribs while I cough

Running 'round LA off the yerb in the dark

I don't wanna talk, leave the racks on the curb

It's ’bout a month and 20 days until this drops

It's 'bout a month and 20 days until this drops