Dry crossing up the holy five hate

Your cousin is my hobby, free throw

I′d toss my calling card, but I'd hate to make a baby feel slowNope, bro

There′s lots of answers to shit

Like the numbing that you feel is real, then pain grows

You'll get for what you asked

Patience is the lane I mate with, case closed

If I fall, will you be there

To catch me now, catch me now?

Or if I fall, will you be there to show me how

Show me how I've fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen?

All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye

Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy

Why yo fitness need a witness?

I too can cook a bunch of little meals

(Friend, friend, make my life)

(Friend, friend, make my life)

I picked ′em up and clipped their hype

It was the tamest type, the little bitch couldn′t listen

I flipped it up and twisted night into a padded white room

Bitch named "Kristen"

I will run laps around you, around you

Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly

Guess they were right

No way to drag your body and make up the time

So I′ll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down

I'm leaving you behind

Won′t say that you're better

Won′t sell you a better lie

Won't tell you etcetera

Won't say that you′re doing fine

If your life never turns around

And if you should die tomorrow or the week after next

I know that I will be safe and sound

I won′t be there cleaning up all the mess

All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye

Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy

Why yo fitness need a witness?

I too can cook a bunch of little meals

I felt my body craving

The oxygen from ancient wasteland aching

I wanna be the man with the bacon

Make a light reveal the only stake in fakeness, fucked

I will run laps around you, around you

Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly

Guess they were right

No way to drag your body and make up the time

So I′ll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down

I'm leaving you behind