I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop
´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´ And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´ And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo
Yeah, huh Have you ever felt like you´re a dummy on a hunt? Have you been addicted to the taste of your own blood? Feel like my whole life I just been tryna find the love But now I´m staring down the barrel of a semi-auto gun And I wanna quit, I take some shit that make me feel, ooh ´Cause every day I wake up it´s just ch-ch-boom I just hope my family doesn´t see this and go ayo, ayo, ay
Guarantee It´s c´est la vie out here Trippin´ off shit that I don´t know ´Cause I don´t care
Hittin´ off the light If I can´t sleep then I can´t bear Hate on me or leave me be I don´t care ´Cause no one hating me more than myself that I´m aware I don´t need no counsellor Bitch, I need your fucking prayer When the devil speaks, he says to me "Aw man, I think there´s something wrong inside of your head" (Ayo, ayo, ay)
I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´
And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´ And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo
Yeah, huh I know you been chewing on the same old piece of gum I know you been moving out your mind, it´s to and from Hoping that the leaves would change our colors But now I´m standing on the ledge and acting like I´m ´bout to jump ´Til I shoot that shit it bubble up and make me, ooh
´Til my mama tell me, "Stop, not cool" Took that shit and now I need another to go ayo, ayo, ay
Oh, they want me dead So put a gun to my head Aw yeah, now we talkin´ shit I like Next step I need the chair I don´t need no counsellor Bitch, I need your fucking prayer When the devil speaks, he says to me "Aw man, I think there´s something wrong inside of your head" (Ayo, ayo, ay)
I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off
I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´ And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo I know it ain´t punk If we´re not fucking until we fed up I know it ain´t love If we´re not blowing each other´s head off I know we don´t stop ´Til we start hurting ourselves a lil´ And we go ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo